C903 The Familiar Aura Could Not be Eaten!

A gaunt figure slowly rose to a seated position from within the coffin, revealing a pair of deep scarlet eyes that fixed their gaze upon the Blue-clothed Sword Saint and his companions.

A chill ran through the group as the crimson stare swept over them, as though they were prey under the watchful eye of a fearsome predator.

With a hiss, the figure's mouth suddenly opened