Motherly Love, Filial Devotion

Shangguan Dandan's hair still gleamed softly in the darkness, as though strands of black moonlight had been gathered together. It even possessed the texture of liquid, slowly creeping and coiling around the woman in Liu Chang'an's arms, binding her fast.

Those soft strands of hair possessed immense strength—Liu Chang'an had experienced that before. When he sensed them trying to pull the woman from his arms, he let go.

He did not stop the hair, merely watched it with curiosity.

Shangguan Dandan had originally been glaring furiously at Liu Chang'an. When she noticed something unusual about her hair, she lowered her head to look at it as well. Her gaze became dazed, as though she did not understand how her hair had turned out like this.

As the two of them watched her hair, its tips suddenly burrowed into the woman's skin, strand by strand, like plant roots growing in slow motion.

Before Liu Chang'an could even process what he was seeing, the woman oxidized and crumbled the instant she came into contact with the outside air, like a mural in an ancient tomb that had not seen daylight for centuries. Her colors faded away.

Her originally rosy, pale skin first dulled, then withered and blackened. Next, it flaked and shattered like weathered plaster. The woman's flesh and blood turned to dust and scattered down. Liu Chang'an saw stark white bones, and in the blink of an eye, the woman ensnared by black hair had been reduced to nothing but a complete skeleton.

Shangguan Dandan's long hair released the skeleton. The white bones scattered across the ground—and struck Liu Chang'an right in the eye.

"I truly am too young," Liu Chang'an said with a sigh.

The ability to draw in vitality and blood energy was not particularly rare. For a super-lifeform