C166 Soul Devouring Technique

"He had already prepared his final resting place. Let's head back now," the figures hovering in the sky said with furrowed brows as they departed on the wind.

Within that secluded space, Gunan Zhuiyang, blood continuously spilling from his mouth, pulled an eye-shaped trinket from his pocket. The ornament emitted a bizarre crimson-gold glow, shimmering in and out of visibility