The thing that had bitten Shen Mo's shoulder was a humanoid Shade Ghost.
Though humanoid in shape, it was hideously ugly. Its head was as large as a cartwheel, while its limbs and torso were abnormally short and stunted. Its facial features were likewise twisted and crooked, making for an utterly unbalanced appearance.
Every inch of its skin, even the insides of its eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, was covered in a layer of tiny fleshy buds. On closer inspection, one could discover that these "fleshy buds" consisted of countless human immortals and mortals, demon beasts, and strange creatures... Clearly, this Shade Ghost had been transformed from a fragment of the "will of heaven and earth" of a withering world.
Yet it was somewhat different from Evil Spirits. Evil Spirits were "the ghost of a realm," while this thing was the dead state of "the ghost of a realm" after it had fallen into the Shade Realm.
However, both this Shade Ghost and the ghosts in the funeral procession gave Shen Mo an inexplicably familiar feeling.
Unlike ordinary Shade Ghosts, they seemed to contain a thread of vitality within death, much like the Undying Ones of the Spirit Ruins Realm he had encountered before. Yet they were subtly different from the Undying Ones!
"Hiss..."
"Heh heh..."
The big-headed Shade Ghost let out an incomprehensible cry. It stretched out its short, withered ghostly hand, fished up its two broken fangs, and flashed back into the mass of ghostly shadows.
Then, it stuffed the two fangs back into its mouth.
The fleshy buds squirmed. Its broken teeth kept growing back, forcibly securing the two fangs in place.
"Strange!" A trace of puzzlement flashed through Shen Mo's eyes.
Ordinary Shade Ghosts could not make direct contact with him at all. Just as he