Just as Chen Feng was carrying Chen Shixun into the villa, a bald man sitting inside a hexagram suddenly opened his eyes. His was the distinct face of a European, with bushy eyebrows, large eyes, a high nose bridge, and a pair of murky gray eyes as eerie as a crow's. A mysterious blue pattern adorned his scalp, he wore a brown robe, and his hands were as gnarled as claws.
He lit six taper candles and placed his hands in front of his chest, beginning to chant mysterious incantations in Hebrew. As the final words of the spell left his mouth, his eyes abruptly opened, and he grasped a handful of bone powder to scatter into the air. Almost instantly, a silver glow emerged around the hexagram. After a short while, the man's pupils turned a pure white, showing only the whites of his eyes, devoid of any pupil color.
