Chapter 5825

However, just as Sheldon turned to flee-ready to activate a life-saving secret art that would burn his own nascence, an aged, hoarse voice rang out. It sounded like bones grinding against one another, carrying a chilling cold that sent shivers down the spine.

“Leaving in such a hurry, Mr. Soulsby?”

The voice came from deep within the ranks of the Infinite Soul Demon Sect from the pitch-black war carriage that had remained silent all this time, drawn by nine skeletal demon dragons.

Without any wind, the curtain of the carriage slowly lifted.

A hunched, gaunt figure-so frail it seemed a gust could knock him over-emerged step by step, leaning on a ghastly white bone staff.

His entire body was shrouded in a voluminous black robe, his features hidden from view. Only a pair of eyes burning with eerie green flames was visible.

Those green flames flickered, as if capable of scorching the soul itself.