The black mist churned like ink, with layers of piercing killing intent pressing down.
In the mist, countless hideous faces appeared—some half-rotted human faces with skin and flesh hanging with yellow fluid; some twisted beast heads with tusks protruding and ghostly green flames burning in their eye sockets.
They all snarled madly at Li Yan, their voices sharp like iron scraping porcelain, causing one's blood and energy to churn.
In the depths of the mist, a giant silhouette in tattered armor slowly solidified.
This figure, towering over a zhang high, was enveloped in darkness so dense it couldn't be dispersed, with only a pair of crimson eyes and a vertical blood-red pupil on its forehead.
In the dim light, a fierce gleam burst forth.
It was precisely the feared entity known as the "Three-eyed Yin Constable."
Or rather, a Yin Si Divine General!
