C482 The Final Target!

The soft, swift, and eerily luminescent glow was not quite as he had pictured it. It came on too quickly, catching him off guard. A mere flicker, yet it was impenetrably enigmatic.

It was bizarre, this gentle light pulsing with an agitated spiritual force. Mo Fann's gaze met a pair of shimmering eyes belonging to a fox, exuding an alluring and formidable power.

The gaze was chilling to the bone