C287 Chapter 287 - Death

I never thought that the middle-aged Daoist would be so bloody. All this time, I've only treated him as a passerby. But now, I no longer think that way. Instead, I feel great respect for him!

Furthermore, even if I were to give the soul breath of the ancestor to the man in black, he wouldn't need it.

Thinking about this, I looked at the man in black with determination, "Alright