In reality,
Du Wei slowly opened his eyes.
Those bloodshot eyes had been the eyes of a shadow.
But at that moment, they were gradually overtaken by darkness.
Eyes that did not belong to him were, after all, not easy to use.
Du Wei...
Or rather, Du Wei, the Evil Spirit.
The moment it came online, the first thing it did was to discard the shadow's eyes.
Then, it saw the inside of the stone coffin.
At that moment, its body was already half inside the coffin, only the lower half remained outside.
The deadly attraction almost made Du Wei, the Evil Spirit, feel an urge to jump in.
"Ridiculous,"
its tone was icy to the extreme, and a mask automatically emerged from its body and settled on its face.
The Right Hand pressed directly against the edge of the stone coffin.
It gritted its teeth.
Forcefully trying to pull its body out of the coffin.
Around it, the stone-made Hell's Gate, for some reason, had already displayed seventy-two phantoms, oh no...
