"Wow!" He spat out a mouthful of blood.
A Qi Sword had pierced a large hole in his stomach, intestines mixed with blood flowing out. He tried to hold back the spilling contents with his hands, but his efforts were barely effective.
Chen Xuan scrutinized the young man with curiosity. Anatomically, he was still human, but his Spiritual Qi had been demonized. Even this ability bore some resemblance to the Shadow Demon he had previously fought.
The conclusions from scanning with his glasses were the same.
There was no display in the ability frame, indicating that he had no tradable abilities, which matched the characteristics of demons.
The problem is... although the Shadow Demon harms people in dreams, it's a long-term consumption process. Even if this person can drag people into dreams, what good is it?
He couldn't possibly hope to scare someone to death with nightmares.
"Abigail, are you okay?" A concerned shout from Honglian came from behind.
