The shadows tore through the flesh and charged at Lin Xing.
But in the next instant, the shadow had stopped midway in the air, like an insect trapped in amber, unable to move even slightly.
This was because a surging spiritual thought had completely enveloped the shadow at this moment.
Looking at the apparition of that shadow, Bai Yiyi exclaimed, "Is this... an evil spirit?"
The creature that crawled out from that mass of flesh initially looked like a clump of black flames. The black material all over its body kept subtly transforming like flames, yet maintaining a basic human shape.
This human form appeared very young, like a newborn baby, fixed in a posture of clawing and pouncing towards Lin Xing.
Lin Xing tried to ease the pressure of his spiritual thought slightly, only to find that the creature immediately pounced towards him again.
However, hindered by the spiritual thought, it struggled haphazardly as though mired in mud, progressing very slowly.
