Without another word, the Four-Eared People covered with their hands the place on their face where two eyes should have grown. As their index and middle fingers separated, a pair of black pupils instantly appeared between them, identical to the one on Qin Yuesheng's forehead.
Whew! Whew!
The two black pupils shot forward, carrying a large number of linear zigzagging flashes, rapidly approaching where Qin Yuesheng was located.
The two black pupils seemed to transcend space; Qin Yuesheng barely caught sight of the Four-Eared People's actions before the pupils were right in front of him in the next breath.
An overwhelming sense of danger instantly enveloped Qin Yuesheng. Upon seeing the black pupils, his vision went black, as if he had fallen into boundless darkness, destined to be lost forever.
