As the words fell, a figure burst out of the water, the black river water swirling around him. As the black water streamed down his body, it coalesced into a shape.
He had no head, a seven-foot-tall body, bare-chested, wearing black leather pants, holding a halberd about ten feet long. In his forehead, a green light flickered, like an eye.
The green eye on the forehead continuously scrutinized Ye Mo, making Ye Mo's back feel a chill.
"Why doesn't this guy have a head?"
Ye Mo wondered aloud.
"Could this guy be the Headless Li Tian?"
Hong Ling exclaimed in surprise and then nodded repeatedly, "It must be the Headless Li Tian."
"Who is the Headless Li Tian?"
Ye Mo asked.
