The hazy humanoid figure was difficult to describe, But an attempt at best would be an amalgamation of indistinct shadows and non-morphous, incessantly shifting form. It was like shifting, flickering light in shadow form. It stood tall at over eight feet in height, had slender limbs, and its facial features were hazy yet constantly changing to look differently at any passing moment, sometimes feminine and other times masculine, but every change gave off an undeniable allure of beauty.
Wei Wuyin's heart and spine felt an icy chill course through them at the mere sight. An indescribable feeling of being utterly minuscule and irrelevant before this shadow emerged in his soul and thoughts as if it was anything and everything beneath the heavens all at once. For the first time in a long while, cold sweat gathered in his palm as his inner serenity was shattered with an overbearing weight of fear.