章節 52: Vegetative human? Mushroom Spirit?

The pale-faced man looked at K's dead body by his feet.

Then he looked for the corpse transporter but couldn't find him. He said, "It seems that Longevity Mist doesn't work on you."

"Longevity Mist?" Tang Luo said, "Isn't it fungal spores? Why put it so nicely?"

On K's corpse, from his mouth, a tiny mushroom had already emerged.

The pale-faced man didn't comment on Tang Luo's description.

Unknowingly, the black mist around him became thicker than before.

Though he said so, the pale-faced man didn't believe that it couldn't affect him at all.

'It's only because the dose and concentration are not enough! Speaking of effect without enough concentration is nonsense. After the concentration reaches a certain level, even I would be affected.'

He didn't believe that the monk before him could be completely unharmed!