C67 The Devil's Face!

In Wang Ye's grasp, a ragged black mask materialized.

Despite its worn appearance, the mask radiated an eerie presence.

"The Demon Ghost Face; he's quite fortunate to have come across such an item," Wang Ye remarked, turning the mask over in his hands with a tone of awe.

Crafting this mask required exacting standards, making it as precious as a divine artifact