"Ah—"
A scream suddenly rang out, and the smell of burning instantly spread through the corridor.
What had been scattered was a handful of yellowed rice.
It even carried a faint moldy smell.
Apparently, it was old rice that had been stored for several years.
However.
This seemingly ordinary yellow rice immediately became like sparks splashing against oiled paper after touching the crew-cut young man, leaving densely packed bloody holes in his palms, arms, and chest.
It was said that.
Old rice could ward off evil.
In the old days, families would often wrap old rice in red cloth and hang it outside their doors.
At that moment.
Not only was the crew-cut young man's body injured, but the supernatural entity within him also began fluctuating violently, making him cry out involuntarily.
It was a pain that penetrated the marrow.
No ordinary person could endure it.
"You think you can kill me?"
Ye Fei's pretty face was filled with murderous intent as she severed her opponent's attack by the narrowest margin.
She looked as delicate as a vase, but in truth, she had fought her way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood to reach the Seventh Tier. In terms of combat experience, there were barely a few people on the entire fifth floor who could rival her.
"Die!"
A single step behind meant falling behind at every step.
After Ye Fei seized the initiative and successfully suppressed her opponent, she gave the crew-cut young man no chance to catch his breath.
She knew that her enemy was not the only one.
The next moment.
An image resembling a black-and-white film appeared. It showed a dark, gloomy forest. Vaguely, it seemed that a human figure was hanging from one of the large trees within it.
Suddenly.
The crew-cut young