The next day.
In the shack area.
Yu Hua shakily opened his room door.
No… it wasn't him, but a piece of human skin!
Yu Hua's human skin!
This skin had hollow eye sockets and floated like a paper figure, with blood-red runes all over, seemingly embroidered with a red thread.
"Success… hehe… finally, I've succeeded!"
"I've finally 'entered the Tao'."
Behind the skin, Yu Hua slowly emerged, his voice hoarse and dry as if he were a traveler about to die of thirst in the desert.
His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, with blood still oozing from beneath.
Soon, uttering a magic spell, he 'wore' the skin back onto himself.
Before long, Yu Hua emerged from the door, his face pale from blood loss, his steps firm, as he headed towards the 'Skinless View' in the center of the city.
Unbeknownst to him, Fang Xi was standing not far away, watching him with a smile.
"The magic spells of this world are more inclined towards demon skills…"
Fang Xi murmured to himself.
