633. Vital Point (8000+ words, please vote with monthly tickets)

In Pan Shu's imagination, Jiang Yufeng, the Demon Suppression Bureau lieutenant, should merely have been trapped in the fog, unable to find a way out. He might even have relied on his own strength and powerful artifacts to inflict considerable damage on that "Resentful Soul."

But what he saw now was completely different from what he had imagined!

That seventh-rank lieutenant could only struggle to hold on beneath the willow tree, looking as though he might collapse dead at any moment.

Clack!

Pan Shu's teeth chattered, and his calves trembled.

At that moment, he saw the corpse-like figures beneath the willow tree suddenly turn their heads in perfect unison and stare directly at him.

Most of them had been local residents, though there were also colleagues from the Demon Suppression Bureau among them. Their cheeks were sunken, their bodies little more than skin and bones, as though the remaining flesh and blood had all been absorbed by the willow branches piercing their bodies.

Under the gaze of those many eyes, the mask within Pan Shu's lower abdomen suddenly revealed a savage mouth filled with fangs, which viciously bit off a large chunk of flesh.

"Argh!"

Pan Shu screamed. Cold sweat streamed down his forehead as he nearly fell to his knees. "Th-this was some kind of attack? My artifact protected me just now, otherwise I'd already be dead?"

He looked to the side and found that the remaining three inspectors wore blank expressions.

Suddenly, their bodies shriveled up, as though invisible pipes had sucked away all the flesh and blood inside them. They fell to the ground and died just like that.

"Danger!"

Xu Changqing likewise sensed a terrifying threat. One eye after another opened on his cheeks, arms, and neck.

By opening his eyes to such an extreme degree,