There was no roaring, no reply. There were only… twin glows, crimson and filled with madness, that gradually lit the darkness inside the cavern. They were… the eyes of the Night Immortal King!
There was a blackish tinge to the red. It lacked the clarity of purple, and instead had a certain murkiness to it. The eyes showed no intelligence. They revealed the violence of a feral beast as they stared unblinkingly at Wang Baole, as if he had something that held their obsessive attention, something that they couldn't turn away from.
Wang Baole's eyes were calm. He lowered his head and stared straight into the Night Immortal King's eyes. Man and corpse, one outside the cave and one concealed in the cave's darkness, stared at each other.
The scene would make a bizarre painting indeed!
