At this moment, Yang Xiao also regained control of his own body, fighting with all his might against this ghostly entity.
During the struggle, Yang Xiao was horrified to discover that this creature seemed to have no physical form, entirely filled with a dark red, eerie gas.
To be exact, this was a strange type of spiritual power, akin to the blood-red force permeating this world.
This ghostly thing desperately tried to burrow into Yang Xiao's body, and during the fight, Yang Xiao swung his arm fiercely, ripping off the creature's face.
Beneath the old and terrifying face, there was also no physical form—no flesh, no bones—just that blood-red spiritual power sustaining it.
Yang Xiao had never seen such a horrifying sight; he could only resist desperately. Until the last moment, he seized an opportunity and kicked the ghostly thing away.
At that very moment, Yang Xiao suddenly awoke. He was still in his bedroom, lying in bed.
