C1155 Poison Thousand Strikes

"This is... man?!"

Jin Buhuan's pupils shrunk, as if he was shocked and subconsciously retreated. He rubbed his eyes. He seemed to have seen the figure open his eyes before, but now he closed them again.

On the huge black rock, a figure was sitting cross-legged. His body was riddled with holes, and countless poisonous insects were rushing out of his body