As the smoke cleared, Liu Hongji's helmet was gone, his hair was disheveled, and his armor was cracked. He knelt on one knee!The skin was dark and ashen, devoid of any flesh or blood, like a thin laye...their heads, their eyeballs bulging outwards. If they weren't cultivators, their blood would have been spraying from their heads, and their eyes would have popped out of their sockets!Who is this"Chen...