When Lin Yi clearly saw the colossal entity before him, he felt a coldness crawl up from his feet, racing up his already chilled spine, and striking directly at the apical bone.
The air was saturated with the stillness and dust of death, and Lin Yi's face was covered in droplets, indistinguishable between the pelting rain and sweat.
The vast shadow loomed over him like clouds obscuring the sun, so immense it nearly filled all the space on both sides of the Stone Bridge, as if two towering mountains had suddenly risen from the calm surface of a river.
The demon, seemingly born from the endless darkness, carried an aura that threatened to destroy everything; its mountainous body, a mixture of endless darkness and Nocturnal species, rolled and twisted incessantly, hiding countless unknown horrors.
