All the shrill screams disappeared.
The compartment instantly became quiet...
Three young Transcendents, along with Yan Li, exchanged glances, only to see Zhou Xiao's body suddenly stop moving, slumping down… and where his head had been, there was now only scarlet blood-sand, trickling down.
"…Where's the head?"
Ling Wei shivered with fear.
She already knew that everything she had just seen in the Spiritual Domain was an illusion... but never could she have imagined that in the real world, Zhou Xiao, without the Ghost Veil, would be left without his head!
A calm woman's voice came from behind.
"In the bag."
Gu Shen raised the package beside Zhou Xiao and gently tossed it backward.
Yan Li's expression was complex as he took the package and opened it… inside was a completely intact head, not stained with blood.
"This is… Zhou Xiao's head."
This guy, took off his own head and carried it around?
And in such condition… could he still survive?!
