The faint whir of the fan sounded unusually clear in the room.
Chen Miao did not understand why Wen Hao's head could float in midair, but he knew what it had come here to do.
Slowly exhaling a stale breath, Chen Miao did not approach it. Instead, he took out the book beside his pillow.
He opened it, but there were no hints inside.
Looking at the floating head, Chen Miao did not think he could fend off an attack from something like this in his sleep.
Was it because I set up the Pinwheel? Did the book decide I wasn't in danger, so no new chapter appeared?
His feelings were complicated, but at least the outcome was good.
Looking at the head, which was still grinning foolishly, Chen Miao picked up the Peach Wood Sword beside his bed and walked toward it.
Through his Yin-Yang Eyes, Chen Miao saw a blood-red aura even denser than before.
Suddenly, he understood.
His earlier judgment had been wrong.
The blood-red aura around Wen Hao's head was not caused by Miao Jing casting a Head-Down Curse on him. There was something wrong with Wen Hao himself!
This looks similar to the Extreme Yin Corpse Refining Technique. Both involve working on your own body. I wonder whether Wen Hao still has his own consciousness in this state.
After observing him for a while, Chen Miao took out a Bloodlight Talisman, activated it, and wrapped it around the Seven-Star Peach Wood Sword.
Once the seven stars on the blade lit up, Chen Miao thrust without hesitation, driving the sword through Wen Hao's eye socket and out the back of his head.
He put a great deal of force into the thrust, but the blade actually met very little resistance as it passed through.
The skull