“Hehehe...” Lu Yun cracked a delighted smile when he saw the face that the Dark Moon Shaman King had manifested. “In order to refine a replica that can fool anyone, the only way is to shroud it with the soul of another!” He stared at the shaman king, his gaze calculative.

The man had been trapped here for so long that his mind was twisted, and he’d inherited the cruelty and bloodthirst of the human dao as a shaman king. If he managed to escape the tomb, who knew what would happen?

Lu Yun had discovered his existence a long time ago. Like the young man had just said, he was going to take everything in this place, the shaman king included.

The Dark...