“I’m not playing with you any longer, deadman! Goodbye!” Black Pot cackled and withdrew its head and limbs back into the clay pot. Then, it started digging into the underground.0

“You can’t run,” Xu Banren sneered and rushed forward. The moment he got close, the coffin behind his back suddenly creaked open, and a pair of arms covered in black hair and dark blue fingernails caught Black Pot in a vice grip.0

Black Pot possessed monstrous strength despite its small size, but the strange arms proved to be even stronger. It was pulled into the coffin in just the blink of an eye.0

Bang! The coffin closed not a moment too soon as something smashed against its lid. This would continue for a time as corpse qi leaked through the seams, and Black Pot tried to smash its way out.0

Every time there was a bang, Xu Banren’s face would turn just a little paler. His complexion didn’t look like a human’s to begin with, and now he was the picture of a dead corpse. At this rate, he was going to die for real.0

Xu Banren seemed completely unperturbed with the fact that he was inching toward true death, however. He simply kept a hand on the coffin lid to prevent Black Pot from escap...0