"What the hell is that?" Under the prolonged lightning, Li Xiu caught a glimpse of two eerie figures within the clouds, seemingly standing among them.
One in black, the other in white, their bodies resembling humans, but their faces were ghastly like fierce ghosts. The black-clad figure held a black rod, and the person in white draped a white cloth over their shoulder, peering down from the clouds, seemingly fixated on Li Xiu.
As the lightning flashed and disappeared, Li Xiu lost sight of them, but the images of those two creatures were etched into his mind, especially their eyes, much larger than a human's, giving them an exceedingly strange proportion.
But that wasn't the main reason they left a deep impression on Li Xiu; it was the expression in those eyes, cold, evil, and bloodthirsty, like beasts eyeing their prey, that made even Li Xiu feel uncomfortable.
