C1269 Insignificant Tricks

The skull's jaws gaped wide, revealing two rows of razor-sharp fangs, and a foul stench wafted through the air.

"Hmph! Mere child's play!" Zhou Yan scoffed, flicking his finger dismissively.

His punch swept out, obliterating the skull's face in an instant. But then, something eerie occurred. As the skull shattered, the Black Robed Old Man's figure turned ghostly