Nie Tian’s expression flickered as he looked down at his chest.

The garments on his chest had shattered, allowing him to see numerous pale-gray lines swimming rapidly under his skin, weaving into a complicated, mysterious pattern.

An ancient aura that carried the profound truths of death came from within the pattern.

Nie Tian suddenly had a feeling that the strange pattern was turning his life force into death power.

Under its influence, his immense flesh power flew ...