C148 Great Desolate Heaven

The old man was caked in dust, his face etched with the lines of hardship, his breath faint and life hanging by a thread. He seemed as if a mere breeze could topple him over.

Clad in ragged garments, he emerged from the earth like a mummified corpse, collapsing in front of Xie Feng, barely clinging to life.

With cloudy eyes, he reached out an arm and began to crawl behind Xie Feng