Yes, it's a head.
A human head, hair disheveled, black hair covering the face, the features hidden beneath the hair, making it hard to discern gender or what kind of monster it was.
Huangfu Yi glanced at the head, then swept his gaze sideways to the Great Treasure by his side, its yang energy burning intensely, estimating that this evil thing had been lured out by the scent of the Purple Sun Lock Dragon Marrow after the sword bag was taken from the well.
But it didn't matter, anyway. There were plenty of ghostly things coming for the treasure along the way, all of them killed by him. And since he was the one who took the sword bag, releasing this demon, the task of slaying demons naturally fell upon him alone.
So, without a word, Huangfu Yi stood up, brandishing his fist the size of a sandbag, picked up his steel Iron Rod, and strode towards the monster.
The monster shivered, retreating halfway down the well as if trying to escape.
