Xiu Xin stretched out a ghost claw that exuded a cold, deadly, and immense power, lifting the Old Undead Mage with one grasp and pulling him closer.
Feeling the chilling sensation around his neck, the Old Undead Mage kicked wildly and frantically slapped at the ghost claw gripping his throat; in his urgency, he didn't even chant a spell. Rather, he managed to instantaneously launch a bone spear towards Xiu Xin's chest in a burst of extraordinary effort.
What happened next was even more astonishing.
Xiu Xin's body could somehow shift between tangible and intangible at will. As the bone spear touched his chest, Xiu Xin's body became insubstantial like mist, allowing the bone spear to pass right through without resistance before returning to normal.
The Old Undead Mage was struck with terror.
What kind of bizarre existence was this, a body that could be both real and illusory?
If he was an illusion, then why was the heavy hand clasping his neck so powerful?
