Netherworld Mountain Villa's Manor Master was slain, yet Duan Yun did not cease his busyness, for the Extraordinary Wisdom in his mind was still shimmering, spawning a new idea.
He swiftly stripped the Daoist robe from the other party's body, and after fidgeting with the twisted silver mask for a while, it gradually regained its normal shape.
Once he donned the bloodstained Daoist robe and covered his face with the silver mask, then fastened those two silver bowls on his chest and put on the silver boots, Duan Yun's entire appearance turned much more mysterious in an instant, already bearing some resemblance to the Netherworld Mountain Villa's Manor Master.
Some people, even in death, can still be of some use.
Afterwards, he tore off the Human Skin Mask from his face and placed it on the shattered head of the dead Netherworld Mountain Villa's Manor Master, accomplishing a substitution.
The Murong brothers walked over, their faces full of surprise as they said, "What is this..."
