"Hehehehe, it had been so long since anyone dared speak to me like that."
The light distorted, and a nearly transparent old man with an eight-shaped mustache appeared. Countless tentacles twitched beneath his waist, streams of pus running down them and giving off a thick, foul stench.
"Other than the one in the Bamboo Forest, every fool who dared speak to me that way had already become food in my belly."
Several paper effigies were suddenly wrapped up by a huge tongue sweeping in from behind. The tongue retracted into a massive mouth full of sharp teeth, and a bloated monster covered in mud lumbered forward step by step. With every step, the entire mourning hall shook several times.
"To get here so quickly from elsewhere cost me quite a bit of strength. Little girl from the Duan family, you do not mind if I eat a few of your little toys, do you?" The bloated monster's voice boomed like muffled thunder. Its tongue licked around its mouth, as if savoring something.
"Hmph. Do not let it happen again." The woman on the stone bed replied coldly. Her strength was still somewhat lacking, so for the time being, she could only turn a blind eye to such behavior. She could not truly pursue the matter.
Besides, there was something more important to deal with now.
Slowly rising, the three formed a pincer formation around Chen Xu.
"All Monster-Tier Anomalies, and one is already close to the Ferocious Tier? Let me see how much Psychic Energy you can provide."
Before his words had even faded, Chen Xu abruptly raised both arms, blocking the tongue and tentacles attacking from either side.
White vapor rose as the temperature in the mourning hall plummeted. Frost crawled over half of Chen Xu's body, then spread