"Hm?"
Ye Lin frowned slightly, his eyes turning toward the darkness in the distance.
Within the darkness, a pair of ghostly green eyes lit up.
Then came a second pair.
A third pair.
A fourth pair.
Seven pairs of ghostly green eyes slowly emerged from the darkness deep within the canyon, each as large as a house and burning with cold flames.
Those flames were not hot, but cold to the extreme, as though they could freeze even time and space.
Accompanied by a heavy crawling sound, like bones being ground beneath something, seven enormous phantoms slithered out of the darkness.
Once they emerged from the dark, Ye Lin saw them clearly.
They were the resentful souls of seven True Dragons.
Their bodies were translucent ghostly green, their dragon bones and meridians faintly visible within.
Every dragon scale was dull and lusterless, yet radiated towering resentment and hatred.
There were no pupils in their dragon eyes, only two clusters of burning ghostly green flame. Within those flames was reflected the final obsession they had carried in life.
They hated the heavens, hated the earth, hated every living creature.
The seven resentful souls surrounded Ye Lin.
Their dragon bodies coiled, their dragon heads raised high. Seven pairs of burning dragon eyes looked down upon him from above, as though gazing at a slab of flesh about to enter their mouths.
They were enormous. Even the smallest was ten thousand zhang long, while the largest lurked in the deepest darkness. Its dragon head alone covered half the canyon, its body disappearing into the dark with no end in sight.
The smallest resentful soul spoke first, its voice like countless blades scraping against bone.
"A living human..."
Another resentful soul continued.
"Vitality and blood... such abundant vitality and blood..."
"Devour him... devour his