In the great hall, Zhuo Buhuan's body lay motionless on the ground, his head looking as if it were merely a layer of skin, shriveled and lifeless.
At that moment, a blood-colored skull floating in the air darted back into the scalp.
The next instant, Zhuo Buhuan stood up again, as the cracks on his face rapidly healed, leaving him indistinguishable from a normal human.
This was a technique of the descendants of the "Blood Skull Clan," capable of occupying the bodies of other flesh-and-blood beings, devouring their blood, and thereby mimicking their aura, making it extremely hard to detect.
Most species within the Blood Race possessed such techniques, which was one of the reasons the Blood Race was so fearsome.
No one knew whether the person beside them had been replaced by a member of the Blood Race.
Suddenly, a wisp of blood light emerged within the great hall, and Zhuo Buhuan opened his mouth to swallow it.
