C555 Yin Tianzi

Ji Wuming had his hands behind his back. He was different from the people around him. He looked more like a human, different from those people whose bodies were full of rot.

He looked around indifferently. When his eyes swept across the people beside him, he did not hide his disdain at all, as if he was superior to them in his eyes.

"Fellow Cultivators, the blood food is right in front of us