Even with less than a meter between them, the thing above He Lingchuan remained shrouded in black shadow. Its outline was obscured entirely, so he could not tell what it was whatsoever. Within the shadowy darkness, however, he did see four red, glowing flames that looked like eyes.

It has four eyes? It’s definitely not human then.

Then it extended long, thin limbs, razor-sharp appendages that pierced straight into He Lingchuan’s chest.

The motion was too fast for him to see the claws clearly. All he could do was scream in agony.

The pain pierced his very soul, thereby making the pain raw and unbearable.

Of course, he was not about to die without a fight. He threw a few solid punches at the shadowy mass, but it was like striking smoke. His fists did not affect it at all.

Then, suddenly, something about the scene felt… familiar.

A few months ago, on Mount Hulu, the...