The black smoke condensed into a human shape and fell on the opposite side of Chen Rui. His eyes glowed with a strange red light, and a voice full of hatred came: "If you didn't open the door to this treasure, or you could threaten me, now, it's

You are seeking your own death! When you destroyed my projection, I vowed to fry your skin and bones, but I never thought that my wish would come true so soon!"

"Have you forgotten how the projection failed? Do you want to be truly annihilated?"

The Corpse Witch said disdainfully: "Although that skill that looks a bit like the power of Nirvana has some effect, it can only hurt my projection at most. Unless you reach the Demon King level, it will be of no use to my body. Besides,

...You have no power at all now."

Chen Rui did not flinch, his expression remained unchanged: "How do you know I have no power?"

The Corpse Witch sneered: "Even if I didn't hear what you said, I can see from your current state that tricks like bluffing are useless in the face of absolute strength."

If the Corpse Witch is really Guradam from two thousand years ago, then even if Chen Rui can use skills now, he has no chance of winning. Chen Rui's mind changed sharply and he shrugged: "Since in the face of absolute power, tricks are useless

, with your strength, you don’t need to be afraid of a pawn like me, we might as well have a talk.”

"What's there to talk about!" Guladam shouted arrogantly, "I'd better turn you into skeletons first!"

"There are many things we can talk about, such as... the matter of you being imprisoned here... Or, for example, a certain Demon Emperor-level dragon?"

Guladam shook slightly, and the spreading black mist suddenly slowed down.
Chapter completed!