Greasy Old Woman

The ordinary, unremarkable snowflakes that had fallen on everyone else turned crimson as blood when they landed on Lost Soul again.

They seeped into his body.

Lost Soul's abdominal cavity had already been opened by Red Bone. Such injuries were nothing to a Tower Master.

Without the influence of bizarre power, he would recover in moments.

Under the watchful eyes of Red Bone and the other two, Lost Soul's abdomen suddenly churned. Clumps of blood turned to ice, freezing the disgusting thing inside him.

Like fruit falling from a branch, it rolled out of Lost Soul's abdomen.

Its connection to his body was severed.

Without turning around, Wu Heng merely extended his left hand and clenched it in the air. The chunk of ice seemed to have been crushed by an invisible press.

It instantly shrank twentyfold. Filth squeezed out from the ice's surface, leaving only a walnut-sized block of ice sealing ten bizarre cores.

Red Bone hurriedly took out a Scarlet Silver box and sealed it away.

"Thank you, Captain. I almost died." Free from the bizarre power's influence, Broken Soul's abdomen healed instantly. He hurriedly bowed to Wu Heng in gratitude.

"It's nothing!"

Wu Heng did not turn around. He was studying the bizarre old woman before him. Her disappearance had been far too strange.

Waves of bizarre fluctuations reached his body, only to be blocked by the flesh formed from Blood Floss essence. They could not cause abnormalities in him as they had in Broken Soul.

Using that feedback, Wu Heng continuously searched for her location.

Although the greasy old woman stood motionless in place, the location from which each bizarre fluctuation came was completely different. This proved that the bizarre old woman was not her true body, or rather, not her complete body.

Yet the instant