Tens of thousands of grave mounds made the night even more terrifying.
Standing there, the golden corpse was also full of a fighting spirit.
"After a few thousand years, you're still as cunning as ever. If I win, you'll still be the golden corpse that bows to me, but if I lose, today I will be the meat in your mouth," said the golden corps.
Lin Fan squinted his eyes, knowing that this battle was inevitable.
Fortunately, the true golden corpse had not broken free from the Sealing Demon Array's seal, releasing only a sliver of its Telekinesis.
Even so, in its complete form, he was still frighteningly powerful.
The naturally born Nine Corpses were definitely not easy to deal with.
"Mr. Wang, you are the Emperor of Man that I follow. How could you possibly lose? I really am just itching for a fight, hoping that Mr. Wang could help me loosen my bones to find that feeling of the past!" the golden corpse said with a fierce smile.
