C538 Ming Kun
On a nameless island, the old man who had transformed into Ming Kun no longer bore the brown fish scales on his neck, and the spikes that once adorned the backs of his hands had vanished. His frame was lean, and he was clad in a gray vest, a long beard adorning his chin. With a sycophantic smile, he warmly greeted an elderly cultivator of the Subtlety Realm
