The so-called Red Powder Skull, no matter how beautiful the face is, it ultimately remains just a shell.
For Xiao Yi's personality, he doesn't care much about his own appearance.
In the past, his delicate and handsome face always made people call him a "little thief" repeatedly.
It filled him with resentment.
Now, he thinks, should any new enmities arise, it's unlikely others will call him a little thief.
Besides, perhaps someday he will find a way to restore this body.
For now, the most important thing is to regain his strength.
Strength, strength, strength!
For Xiao Yi, nothing is more important than strength, as there is much he has to do.
Xiao Yi thought for a moment, and once again introspected himself.
Inside his body, there are currently two small worlds.
One is the Martial Arts Small World, but it is withered, riddled with holes, and nearly impossible to repair.
One is the Poison Realm, formed by potent toxins, containing various toxic martial arts.
