Zuo Hanfeng was naked to the waist. His bloated skin was striped with odd marks that emitted a dim light. They seemed more like evil spirits than flying dragons.
There was a faint color of blood in the depths of his dark green eyes, which were frosty and full of murderous intent.
With each breath, the light around them dimmed. But unlike dark clouds gathering, it was more like thick, noxious black gas colouring the sky. If he had to compare, Meng Qi thought it was similar to the Demonworld Fragment that he and the others had visited in the past. In response to stress, his body's emitted a pale golden glow to resist the black corrosive gas.
The black gas had made the remaining trees wither, turning the bricks to dust and cracking open the earth. Dead snakes,rats and insects littered the ground. The ordinary folk who had been unable to escape had all fallen dead on the ground, their skin had shriveled as if all moisture had been sucked from them.
