Chai Xin was startled, stumbled backwards, and instantly vanished.
Something also suddenly sprang up from the ground where she previously stood, bounding and leaping into the cornfield.
—The familiar sight Lu Xi'an saw was actually row after row of corn.
However, these corn, in terms of both size and fullness, were somewhat inferior to the varieties that had been selectively bred in past generations.
Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei both keenly captured that fleeting image—
Leaping from the ground was a hunched, wrinkled, ulcerated, earthy-colored creature that resembled being buried under thick soil.
That person's features were aged, squeezed by the roots hanging nearby, kneaded into a cluster in the middle of the face, looking very bizarre.
Those tree roots covered its head and sides, curving and twisting, interwoven and tangled, looking like strange decorations but also as if they were growing on its head.
