They turned around in horror, only to see the sinister man who had just finished sucking Luan Ba's blood, looking at the remaining people with blood-red eyes, a slight curve of blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth.
He stuck out his tongue to lick the bloodstain, savoring it as he said, "It's been a long time since I've tasted such fresh blood. It's truly delicious."
Cold sweat dripped down everyone's foreheads as they huddled together in fear, looking forward and backward but unable to find an escape route! The scene of blood, the despair of death, the instinct to survive, the helplessness of the heart, all overwhelmed them at once, making them sweat like rain, their legs trembling uncontrollably!
"I'm not Canghen, I am Ghost Howl."
After tearing off his veil to reveal a cold and handsome face, Canghen said eerily. Blood droplets still dripped from his longsword, and Ji Shaohe, the strongest among them, had already become a lost soul on the path to the Yellow Springs!
