A dull thud came over the radio, as if something had slammed heavily onto a vehicle's roof.
Then everyone looked up.
In the sky, the falling black powder hung suspended in midair.
Each grain resembled a miniature black pearl, gleaming eerily in the sunlight.
They began to gather.
From every direction, from every corner, from the roof, hood, and windshield of every vehicle in the convoy.
As though drawn by an invisible hand, the black powder converged in the same direction.
More and more gathered, faster and faster.
An outline gradually took shape in the sky.
It was bigger and longer than before, its scales turning from black to dark red, like iron quenched in blood.
Its circular mouth opened again, the sound of its rotating rings of teeth louder, denser, and more urgent than before.
Then a soft giggle came from that mouth.
"Hee-hee."
"Again."
At that moment, Qi Peiliang opened his perception fully and sensed that thing's complete aura.
His face went white, his lips turned purple, and he slumped in his seat as though his bones had been pulled out.
He picked up the radio with trembling hands, his voice breaking into pieces.
"Captain Cao... this isn't an Eerie."
"This is..."
"An Undying Species."
Dead silence filled the radio.
"An Undying Species?"
Everyone froze the moment those words were spoken.
It was as though someone had abruptly sucked away a portion of the surrounding air.
Anything that could be called "undying" had never been some minor creature lurking in a dark corner.
Cao Xianming reacted fastest.
Almost without hesitation, he immediately asked, "What is an Undying Species?"
Qi Peiliang kept his voice very low, as though speaking of something that should never be mentioned.
"An Undying Species is an Eerie that can't be killed."
He paused. "Every