Chapitre 1791: Grade 1 Black Immortal?

As everyone discussed, the figure at the end of the ravine moved.

Immediately after, right in front of everyone, the figure crawled up from the mud bit by bit!

"He's not dead?"

Everyone was shocked.

The person looked like he had fallen badly. His clothes were torn and his face was filled with blood and mud. His original appearance could not be seen clearly.

Only his eyes were bright and clear!

Su Zimo looked wretched and extremely miserable.

However, in that short period of time, his injuries were mostly healed.

The wounds on his body had long recovered and stopped bleeding.

"He's a Grade 1 Black Immortal."

"Yes, I reckon that he must have just ascended from the lower world. However, I don't know why he fell from the skies and landed in our Snow Wind Ridge."

Su Zimo could clearly sense the people before him scanning him with their spirit consciousnesses.