At this moment, the quality of the experienced players was evident. The others followed suit, one by one inserting the incense they held into the person beside them, all uniformly placed on their right side.
As the last person completed the action, a shocking scene unfolded. The suppressed candle flames rekindled one after another, instantly brightening the surroundings.
"Damn!" Adila jumped like she'd been scalded by a hot iron, almost flinging her hand away.
The circle shattered, and the scene before them was terrifying—a charred human figure stood between Adila and Musa.
The charred figure was emaciated with skeletal limbs, muscles and fat seemingly melted away, almost resembling a skeleton. Its head was bowed, neck slightly tilted to the right, and from Yang Xiao's angle, he could just see a pair of milky white ghostly eyes.
The murky ghost eyes were filled with pain and malice, and what startled Yang Xiao even more was that these ghostly eyes were staring straight at him.
