Fang Zhixing sneered, "You've begun to rust. Killing you doesn't seem so difficult anymore."
The shadowy figure replied nonchalantly, "Go ahead and kill me. My real body isn't even here."
"Real body?"
Fang Zhixing felt perplexed and pondered for a moment before responding, "You say I'm about to die. Why is that?"
The shadowy figure sneered mockingly, "Why don't you take a look at yourself when you pee, haha, neither human nor ghost, it won't be long before you turn into a pile of rotting flesh."
Fang Zhixing couldn't help but take another look at his body. The tumors were indeed growing larger and showed signs of losing control.
Moreover, he felt hungry again.
Gurgle gurgle~
The next second, his stomach growled.
"Haha, hungry, are you?"
The shadowy figure became increasingly smug, taunting, "The more you use your power, the faster those tumors breed, and then you'll become even hungrier."