Noon.
Dark clouds filled the sky.
The atmosphere above Xingluo Town was overcast.
The Chang Mansion was deathly silent.
Everyone stopped their battles, staring blankly at the giant shadow in the Patriarch's courtyard.
This silhouette was three zhang tall, entirely dark, resembling a goat, but with four horns on its head, and legs as thick as ancient trees that require five people to encircle.
The nearby two-story pavilion only reached its neck.
Most terrifying was the fact that the moment the giant sheep opened its mouth which seemed to hold something, it spat out a curled-up, pitch-black corpse.
This corpse had disheveled long hair and a bright dress, evidently a woman when alive.
Bang!
The pitch-black corpse flew far away, landing right in front of Wen Yongchang who was chasing Qin Gengyun with a sword. Horrified, he stepped back two paces and looked down.
Instantly, he was stunned.
