Dual-Saber Ultimate Intent! Cold-Blooded Life-Chasing Fang!

The folding screen embroidered with mountain-and-rock paintings looked utterly ordinary, yet what Duan Yun and Qing Yu saw through it was anything but ordinary.

It was terrifying, even.

Because what stood behind the screen was not a person at all, but a huge mass of pitch-black flesh.

That mass of black flesh was enormous, like a small mountain of meat. It barely maintained a humanoid shape, black mist pouring from its entire body.

More importantly, memorial tablets were embedded all over that black flesh.

The names on those tablets varied, and they must all have belonged to the former sect masters of the Bloodthirsty Storytellers' Order.

So this was what Cao Wang had meant when he said only the dead were qualified to come here. Would he become a lump of flesh among them too?

What the hell was this thing?!

Even Duan Yun, who had seen all manner of heretical demons and Outer Dao freaks, including creatures like Ghost Mother and the Great Tengu, felt his scalp go numb at the sight.

Qing Yu simply froze where she stood.

Compared to Duan Yun, who had seen bizarre "aliens," Qing Yu's imagination was far less extravagant than Zi Yu's, despite Zi Yu being the one who wrote books. Upon suddenly witnessing this scene, Qing Yu clamped her legs tightly together.

Then, at that very moment, something even more horrifying happened.

The two memorial tablets at the thing's waist wriggled, and two human faces emerged.

For a moment, even with the folding screen between them, they found themselves staring at one another with eight eyes.

Then screams erupted.

"Ghost!"

"Ghost!"

On this side of the screen, Qing Yu screamed.

On the other side, the two faces beneath the memorial tablets screamed as well.

Then the screams intensified.

More memorial tablets rose