"Have you ever heard of Blood Hand Curse Slayer, the Cursed Spirit Killer?" Lin Ran asked mysteriously.
"Blood Hand Curse Slayer?"
"Cursed Spirit Killer?"
"Yeah!"
"Never heard of it!"
Lin Ran saw their responses and laughed awkwardly. "Well, now you have."
"Don't tell me that's supposed to be you?" Zhang Yiyi asked, looking at Lin Ran in confusion.
"Yep, that's me. Now you've heard of me." Lin Ran nodded, putting on a serious face.
Kong Yue couldn't even be bothered to reply. Blood Hand Curse Slayer? He'd never heard of it.
"Be serious." Zhang Yiyi raised a hand and tapped Lin Ran on the head.
Lin Ran's smile suddenly vanished. "The main event's coming."
Zhang Yiyi and Kong Yue could sense it too, without Lin Ran having to say anything. They prepared for battle, bracing themselves for a formidable enemy.
Without warning, a white foot stepped out from a distant wall of ice, followed by its body and head.
Only after it had fully emerged did the three of them feel its powerful aura.
It was a snow-white Cursed Spirit, with the humanoid shape of someone who had stepped out of the snow. Its eyes were extremely strange: a ring of them encircled its entire head, even extending to the back. At a rough estimate, it had sixteen eyes.
Its mouth stretched all the way to its ears. Though it hadn't opened it, they could still imagine its cavernous maw.
A pitch-black hole marked its chest, and a strange pattern adorned its white belly. Its lower body, however, was wrapped in a snow-white cocoon—a characteristic of a Cursed Womb.
"As expected, it's a Special Grade!" Zhang Yiyi said gravely. She'd never encountered a Cursed Spirit this powerful. The closer a humanoid Cursed Spirit came to perfection, the more refined its