The carvings on the stones were strange, with slender lines gliding across each boulder, and Ye Qiu figured out what they ultimately depicted.
Slim tails, much like those of a Chinese dragon, were covered in dense, fine scales.
Moreover, Ye Qiu was astonished to discover not just one tail, but as he gazed upward, he found a total of eight slender tails branching out.
What kind of creature was this?
His gaze fell upon the center of the carvings overhead, where Ye Qiu saw eight large heads with open mouths, long whiskers that seemed to move with the flow of air.
Ye Qiu's mind drifted as he was momentarily enthralled by the design etched into the stone—this eight-headed and eight-tailed creature seemed more lifelike the longer he looked, giving off an oppressive chill.
It took a while for Ye Qiu to snap out of his daze, and he was slightly startled. Fortunately, Ozawa Ichiro had not made a move against him; otherwise, he might have been killed in that brief moment of inattention.
