Ruan Di used his pale yellow, hardened nails to scrape the cheek of the charred head, easily removing a layer of carbonized skin.
Underneath the carbonized skin was an ugly face with a dark complexion, frozen in an expression of extreme fear. It was a face they recognized: Wu Hu.
CRACK.
From the broken neck of the charred head, a large clump of blackish-green viscous substance fell out. It looked like countless plant-like fibers twisted together, dense and interwoven. As it landed on the dust-covered ground, it squirmed ceaselessly, like springy, slippery jelly.
Ruan Tian and Ruan Di felt a shiver run down their spines. They hurriedly threw the head aside and retreated several steps. Only then did they notice that other parts of the charred corpse also contained the blackish-green plant fibers.
