Under the thick, sticky strands of hair was a pallid, bloated body.
Although the outline resembled that of a woman, her size had long since exceeded the bounds of humanity.
The instant she was dragged ashore, countless piercing, chilling cries of infants erupted from her body.
Upon leaving the water, the dense, foul-smelling black hair began to melt away like black sugar under the sun, coalescing into a viscous black liquid that clung to the woman's pale, swollen skin.
As the hair parted, the full extent of the bloated flesh was revealed, nowhere resembling the body of a woman.
Besides her normal pair of hands, two abnormally elongated arms burst forth from the woman's abdomen.
She had no legs, only countless dark tendrils rooted below her waist, digging powerfully into the leaf-strewn earth to draw yin energy from the ground in resistance to Baili An's palm.
The woman's head lacked ears and nose, sporting only a serrated crescent-like maw.
