Chapter 4331

Upon witnessing the scene, Cassius was frightened and kept his distance. Meanwhile, Trystan furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with regret and sorrow.

After all, he was a fellow disciple, but now he had changed so much.

“Drop dead!”

A cloud of black mist erupted from Gustave’s body.

“Ah!”

Beneath the veil of this black mist, every cultivator it touched let out cries of agony. They could feel their bodies rapidly aging as if they were decaying.