In the distant end, a figure stood on a towering banner, overlooking the entire battlefield.
A middle-aged elder rode on his Dragon Horse and fought fiercely against a Xiaoyang, eventually being pierced through by a distant streak of light, along with his Dragon Horse.
This scene was the last sight from back then, imprinted like a brand in his eyes.
Clatter!
The war scene in the eyes of the middle-aged elder disappeared, revealing confusion in his gaze, and then he gently moved, the Bone Lock Chain on his body making noise, starting to pierce deeper into his body.
The seemingly cracked bone, more mysterious than High-tier Ore Deposits used to forge Witch Artifacts, lodged firmly into his flesh, constantly releasing a dark Curse Power.
At this moment, the middle-aged elder finally looked at the bones on him, once again showing confusion, seeming surprised at how such a thing could be on him.
