Chixia City, Qin Ming inadvertently looked up and caught sight of a horrifying scene in the night sky—someone was smiling at him.
It was... a severed head.
Her long hair fluttered in the night wind, appearing like a big snake swimming through the night fog if you didn't look closely!
Qin Ming possessed the Newborn's Eye and saw it clearly, even able to make out her subtle expressions.
It was a woman, her face deathly pale, severed at the neck, the wound fresh, dripping with wet blood, staining the long black hair behind her.
As she passed by, she seemed to sense something and gave Qin Ming a sweet smile.
A woman's head alone traversing the night sky—what a chilling sight. The Yewu World becomes more and more incomprehensible.
Qin Ming's eyes were deep as he watched her drift away.
Soon after, he saw a tattered vermillion coffin, covered in scratch marks and bite marks, with a blackened, withered human hand stuck in the coffin lid, floating past in the night sky.
