There was no light in Hanba's eyes.
In Jiang Qiao's perception, it was like a puppet. It had no self-awareness and acted purely on instinct.
It was somewhat similar to a ghost story, but there were also some differences.
As for exactly where the difference lay, it was difficult to tell for the moment. But one thing was certain: this evil spirit's instincts did not belong to some brainless brute. It possessed a basic ability to sense danger.
"You've already reached the Ninth Rank, yet you still haven't developed the ability to think."
"Is that because of the special nature of zombies, or did someone tamper with you, causing something to go wrong and turning you into a brainless idiot?"
"Besides, your appearance is also rather strange. How could such a powerful evil spirit have fallen from the underworld into the depths of the Northern Territory for no reason, then stayed here for so many years?"
"I keep feeling that you're some kind of tool and pawn in someone else's scheme."
Jiang Qiao studied Hanba with some curiosity.
For the moment, he did not act rashly.
However.
Although he did nothing, his appearance had clearly made Hanba sense some kind of threat. A vicious glint immediately appeared in those hollow, numb eyes.
Boom!
Water vapor raged, and the clouds and rain boiled.
A terrifying storm, as though the earth were shaking and the mountains were collapsing, instantly spread out and covered the area before shooting toward Jiang Qiao!
Facing the torrential rain that poured down like a waterfall hanging from the sky, Jiang Qiao merely chuckled. His pupils turned a deep gray, the Invincible Body within him began to circulate, and a strange mark emerged between his lips and teeth.
A faint dark-red line connecting the two sides suddenly snapped.