After Du Wei spoke his last words.
The mirror he held in his left hand shattered with a snap.
The corpse on the ground also returned to calm.
Then, Du Wei casually tossed the broken mirror aside and reached out to remove the mask from the face of the corpse.
The mask was eerily clean and smooth, without a single drop of blood on it.
In his hand, it felt slightly cold.
Under the Spirit Vision, Du Wei could see a blurry face on this new mask.
A faint but indelible malice seemed to envelop him constantly.
It was like an obsession.
However.
Du Wei felt nothing, not even the slightest ripple in his emotions.
Compared to the shadow, this new "Masked Evil Spirit" he'd created seemed a bit lacking.
Its threat level was even less than that of the shadow.
Because the face Du Wei had given it was actually its own.
The real face-swapping mechanism of the Masked Evil Spirit, on the other hand, involved taking someone else's face.
