Because at that moment, Chu Han was brushing the ice and snow off his body. Yet the snow covering him was not simply white; it carried a faint crimson tint. Melted by the warmth of his skin, it turned into pale pink bloody water that streamed down and splashed onto the floor of Amaterasu 3000.
At the same time, as Chu Han gradually cleared all the ice and snow from his body, the clothes he wore were revealed to be completely different from before, reduced to tatters.
Like strips of cloth, they hung from Chu Han's body, frozen into icy rods. The extensive damage to his clothes also exposed large patches of skin frozen purple beneath them, covered in horrifying wounds!
They were fresh wounds, extremely fresh. With Gao Shaohui's sharp senses, he could even smell the blood from them, mingled with the body odor of abnormal creatures.
Some wounds were deep, some shallow. A few had already clotted and scabbed over thanks to Chu Han's sixth-stage physical recovery, while others still oozed scarlet blood. Many were new injuries layered over old ones. The bloody sight was suddenly laid bare before him, abrupt and utterly without warning!
"You?" Gao Shaohui stared at Chu Han, too stunned to speak. With wounds covering his entire body like this, an ordinary person would not merely fail to return to their original location—they probably would not even have the strength to stand.
Yet not only did Chu Han look resolute, he did not so much as groan. At this moment, he was even changing clothes with an utterly indifferent expression!
Shock and the feeling that his entire worldview had been overturned instantly swelled inside Gao Shaohui. He watched Chu Han expressionlessly take off his clothes and put on a clean jacket, while Gao Shaohui