The owners of those scarlet pupils were massive Shadow Reapers, each exuding a terrifying might.
A ring of Shadow Reapers, large and small, had them surrounded, yet they did not attack.
"HISSS..."
However, unlike those in the Mist Deep Valley, these Shadow Reapers were covered in strange black markings. When their eyes fixed upon him, Han Ning felt a heavy, oppressive weight.
In particular, a humanoid figure standing atop a spire, coldly looking down on them, gave off an unfathomable aura.
It looked about half like a Shadow Reaper, but it was only as tall as a human, and its cold pupils glinted with human-like intelligence.
The reason they hadn't attacked was because their leader's gaze was fixed on Fei Lin, scrutinizing her face.
"ROAR!!"
Facing this unfathomably powerful enemy, Qingyao, the strongest in the group, suddenly whipped out its chains. It shielded all the people and Soul Beasts behind it, its gaze fixed warily on the figure atop the spire.
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