Xu Jiayi's legs were covered in blood, and his face was battered and bruised. Holding a malformed infant, his limbs twisted, he walked out of the room with a bizarre gait.
Yan Daozi did not display any fear; he was simply puzzled, not understanding why he ended up in this strange place.
He too had investigated matters related to the Yin Child and learned from his information that the first Yin Child was very powerful, yet was not able to manifest a location, let alone during a time when the current Yin Child was still seriously injured and not at its peak.
This kind of ability is usually only seen in some ghost-level existence, or it's a special yin object, nurtured by years of resentment and yin energy, forming such a place.
Xu Jiayi got closer, and Yan Daozi squinted his eyes. A slender ghostly shadow appeared behind Xu Jiayi, with a skin-covered hand on Xu Jiayi's head. The skin on Xu Jiayi was then torn open, leaving only a wisp of black resentment dissipating.
