Suddenly realizing who the man was, Ji Yuanquan pointed at him and exclaimed in disbelief, “Wu Yi! You’re Wu Yi, Feng Beiluo’s martial uncle!

“But didn’t you die already? I distinctly remember that your soul was scattered!

“And this body is clearly not yours!”

If the old eccentric had borne his original appearance, instead of being a half-man half-ghoul as he was now, Ji Yuanquan would have been able to recognize him upon seeing him.

Wu Yi was a powerful ...