The effect of this flag is the same as the Peach Wood Sword produced by the furniture factory in the Grandmaster's hand, useless.
But upon entering the room, Li Zhiyuan looked up and followed the woman's gaze to the beam.
The woman was acting in despair, yet Li Zhiyuan indeed saw three pitch-black things.
Is it Evil?
But not quite.
Huddled together, they hadn't taken shape.
Li Zhiyuan focused his eyes and looked carefully, this time seeing even clearer.
Two small and one large, three shadows.
There was resentment, there was evil intent, but not enough to be Evil.
This stage was like bubbles constantly rising before boiling water.
This is also why Li Zhiyuan couldn't perceive them outside the room, as they were still in the embryonic stage.
Under normal circumstances, this would be impossible, but the facts were right in front of him.
