C1969 Unwilling to Admit Defeat!(part II)

“Clang, clang, clang~~~”

The dark mist vanished completely, but the sound of chains made them shiver. Anyone who had survived this long was no fool. The aura of death was terrifying and oppressive—what kind of dreadful spirit would emerge?

“Blood... I... am... thirsty!”

The Great Saint Level Corpse Spirit finally appeared, and the remaining dozen or so onlookers were instantly stunned