Shen Luo's eyes widened, as if a cold snake was crawling up his spine.
The tiny hands were swollen and rotting, their color frightfully pale, looking like bodies that had been in the water for quite a while, each with a long black nail on top, some of which had even pierced through his clothes and into his flesh.
Shen Luo opened his mouth to scream, his mouth wide open, but found himself unable to make a sound, terror taking over his heart.
But then, he noticed something strange.
He didn't feel any pain at all!
"Stay calm, stay calm..."
Shen Luo's mind eased a bit, forcing himself to stay calm.
He tried to activate the Nameless Cultivation Technique, attempting to mobilize the mana in his body to see if he could push back these ghastly ghost hands.
However, as the energy in his Dantian begun to move, he immediately felt a chilling sensation at the back of his neck, an overwhelmingly powerful Yin energy seeping out, making his whole body hair stand on end.
