As Bai Gu roared, the steaming mist from the pot was sucked into her body, and the lost flesh began to fuse together at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming not a human silhouette, but that of a monster bristling with sharp teeth, its swollen body almost reaching the ceiling.
Its existence almost matched all of Duan Mingyuan's imaginations of monsters and formidable enemies.
The trip to Congyun Hotel was not just for Yang Ping and Tang Qianqian, it was also his best opportunity for learning and exchange.
Whether it was a barrier or a domain, he could finally discern their differences more finely.
Life Energy, unknown.
It was very likely that it had broken through the boundaries of a mid-level title, stepping into a higher level.
The ability was related to the creation and use of urban legends…
However, the moment the monster moved, Duan Mingyuan's pupils suddenly contracted.
