To the end, the shadow was no longer content with just the small square and the village at the foot of the mountain; it emerged from the clouds and mists, standing so tall that the height of the Mountain God Temple reached only to its waist—
A colossal giant, one hand bracing the mountain's peak, the other parting the clouds and mist, peering down at the tiny humans below, indistinguishable from ants.
This posture was as majestic as that of a heavenly god, yet in the eyes of Director Qian and the others, the giant's body was densely covered with crimson eyeballs, capriciously rotating, more akin to a malevolent god than a heavenly one.
"So big... and why so clear..."
Qian Dagui began to admire himself for not having fainted from fear yet.
The classification of Evil Spirits is a complex process, but some experiential guidelines are widely known among the people:
