In the room.
Time seemed to have ceased momentarily.
After Du Wei put on the mask without features, he appeared to have become a completely different person.
Chillingly eerie.
If the previous mask could grant him an identity of an Evil Spirit,
then this new mask was like putting on a new shell, one belonging to the Masked Evil Spirit.
It must be noted that within the new mask resided an Evil Spirit created by Du Wei's own hands.
At this moment,
although Du Wei was wearing the featureless mask, he could still "see" the shadowy presence.
The shadow, standing behind the sofa, halted abruptly as its vague hands nearly touched the mask.
No malice remained.
The shadow's pause was not because Du Wei, with the mask on, was powerful enough to contend with it; instead, it was more akin to confused loss, having no target to pursue.
And now, Du Wei was experiencing something profoundly familiar.
After putting on the new mask, the Evil Spirit within seemed to have possessed him.
