The last one, that black silhouette was so familiar, the black greatcoat, the towering and burly figure, and the huge five-zhang long scythe, all had appeared several times before; the giant scythe was already lifted high in clasped hands.
Seven figures, different transformations, but the aura they emitted was the same, there was only one word that could describe the scene before one's eyes, and that was powerful. Beneath each person, there was a corresponding colored hexagram of the same color.
