C172 The Smoke of the Wolf

"Put the knife down, quickly!" Shen Faang rushed to the bedside, tossing aside the soup he had just prepared, his gaze fixed intently on Lau Yuan.

He was at a loss.

If the Divine Emperor Avatar before him were an incomplete form still evolving, Shen Faang could make sense of the situation. An avatar required blood or the essence of a zombie to evolve