In the western part of Xinwudao City, a gaunt, elongated Evil Spirit was moving at astonishing speed.
It flitted about like a phantom, and every ordinary person in its path was utterly defenseless,
as fragile as tofu.
Faced with the terrifying Shy One's frenzied impacts,
one person after another was instantly torn to pieces. Blood splattered and chunks of flesh flew through the air.
The scene was too gruesome to watch, and the stench of blood filled the air.
Meanwhile, in the eastern part of the city, an Evil Spirit resembling a human centipede slithered and squirmed through the streets.
Its body was constantly growing longer, the Mysterious Power it emitted becoming ever more tyrannical, and the danger it posed increasing by the day.
In just a few short hours, the oppressive aura emanating from Si Haowen was no less potent than the Shy One's.
"Who likes me?"
"Come and be my fans."
"I am your light, your warmth, your role model."
