The ghost claw reached in front of the Fourth Prince.
The sharp ghost claw glinted with a cold light. Although the Fourth Prince was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but feel a shiver of fear.
Yet, in an instant, the ghost claw transformed into a slender jade hand.
The jade hand was smooth and flawless, without a single pore to be seen, as if it were carved from translucent jade, appearing soft and boneless.
It lightly brushed against the Fourth Prince's face.
The Fourth Prince only felt a smooth and subtle fragrance entering his nostrils.
His heart wavered again, as he stared entranced at the jade hand.
In front of him, it seemed that it was no longer the terrifying ghost claw, but a peerless beauty.
That hand fell on the center of the Fourth Prince's forehead.
It felt as though it gently scratched him, and the Fourth Prince sensed something being pulled from within him.
Yet aside from that, he felt no discomfort in his body.
