"Blood... Blood Beasts and Walking Corpses? What are those?"
Wu Ziying struggled to lift her head, looking at the young man in front of her, who now revealed his demonic nature, and asked in confusion.
Su Yuan replied coolly:
"Do you see the blood-colored spirit beasts in front of you, and Jin Hao, who is as easy to manipulate as a moving corpse? Those are the Blood Beasts and Walking Corpses."
"And I guess I don't need to say much about how they came to be; you should understand just by looking at their appearance."
Wu Ziying's gaze lowered, first looking at the brainless beasts shrouded in the stench of blood and utterly loyal to Su Yuan, then at Jin Hao, whose body was covered in a white, murky substance, and whose eyes had the blank stare of a dead fish.
"Will my body also ooze this much murky liquid after becoming a walking corpse?"
Wu Ziying asked timidly.
"Uh, not necessarily."
The girl visibly breathed a sigh of relief.
But then Su Yuan shifted the conversation:
