Precipices, deep mountain caves, the suspended coffin suddenly opened its eyes, Tie Dan's Primordial Spirit returned to position, lifting off the coffin lid to sit up, glanced at the Immortal Zombie's body that had exhausted all Mana and True Qi, shriveled into a bag of white bones, protective True Yuan had long been depleted, the skin had dried and cracked, even starting to sprout purple mycelium, resembling a fur blanket covering the entire body, even staining the lining of the white clothes with patches of purple-brown mold.
Mad, can't wear this anymore, it's actually growing fur, how come even the molds in the Immortal World are immortal fungi, huh? Might grow mushrooms if I come back any later...
