The man in black who suddenly appeared seemed as if he had no weight, actually floating in midair. Beneath him, no feet could be seen, a large hood concealed his face, and his sleeves hung empty, like a ghost draped in clothes suspended in the air.
Seeing the eerie demeanor of the man in black, Duan Hongye felt an involuntary shudder. Had it not been broad daylight, with sunshine visible all around, he might have thought he was seeing a ghost. The appearance of the man in black was bizarre; even with Duan Hongye's high speed, which could kick up a whirlwind as he ran, he had not seen how the man in black had appeared. Moreover, with his keen eyesight, he still could not discern the man's face hidden under the hood—just a darkness as if there was nothing there, prompting him to heighten his vigilance instantly.