Dark clouds rolled menacingly overhead, and Li Jing advanced to meet them head-on. In the blink of an eye, he was upon them.
As he was about to make contact with the clouds, one after another, phantoms that almost entirely blended with the grey-brown colour of the cloud appeared before his eyes.
Upon seeing these phantoms, Li Jing paused and furrowed his brow.
An innumerable number of phantoms were concealed within the clouds, each topped with a health bar.
It was a sight that thrilled him.
However, the form of the phantoms within the clouds was somewhat intriguing.
An uncountable number of phantoms, all in distorted human forms.
It was nothing unusual.
Apparitions appearing as abstract human forms were common.
These entities were not necessarily living beings, but would adapt to their environment.
In a world populated by human beings, their appearance in human form was expected.