Han Zhan closed his eyes, calmly let go of his hands, and took a step forward.
One step.
The sound of the wind beside his ears remained, as if the terrifying attack was flying past his ears.
He took a second step, unflinchingly.
The sound of the wind diminished significantly.
Third step.
The howling stopped completely.
At this moment, Han Zhan opened his eyes and found himself still holding the doorknob of the villa, and in front of him hung an undead ghoul-like creature with blood-red eyes.
Its gray, smooth exterior skin covered its entire body, without a single hair, looking like a giant mutated hairless cat, its crimson pupils glowing faintly red.
It hung upside down on the villa door, its eyes meeting Han Zhan's directly.
Han Zhan immediately punched it in the head.
A strange screech echoed, and its head was instantly blown apart by Han Zhan, blood splattering everywhere.
