Yu Nianzhao grabbed the cloak, and with a flick, flame spread from her fingertips, burning the cloak to ashes in seconds.
"Hiss..."
Under the black cloak lay a mangled corpse, so horrifying at first glance that even Yu Nianzhao felt her scalp tingle.
The shattered body was like a patchwork of different human parts, and it was covered in stitches everywhere.
"Ahhh!"
Dongfang Chenyue happened to see the face, and just one glance made her feel unbearable, her eyes rolled back as she nearly fainted.
This grotesque appearance, with the flesh on the face sunken and uneven, made it impossible to discern the skin clearly—it was a monster, and wasn't that frightening?
Hohohoho—
The monster made a chilling sound and turned to attack Yu Nianzhao again.
Its speed was much faster than the previous ghoul, and not only that, a black mist surged around its body, from which hands formed, trying to grasp Yu Nianzhao and drag her soul in along with her.
