THUMP… THUMP… THUMP-THUMP… Inside the low, flat-roofed house, the drumming was incessant, as was Li Zhi's chanting.
"Aid my soldier-calling, head against the ceiling, feet upon the rafters! Left hand holds the drum, right hand holds the drumstick, ay-heh, ay-heh, yo, ay~" THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!
Watching from the side, Li Huowang could see the red veil on Second God's head gradually being pushed up from within, in time with Li Zhi's chanting. Through the red veil, Li Huowang saw the outlines of strange, bestial heads materializing within.
Calling them "bestial heads" wasn't quite accurate. None of them resembled ordinary animals; they were all severely mutated and deformed, with only some retaining vaguely beast-like features. These things writhed under the red veil like flowing water, constantly squirming as they faded in and out of view. The scene, shrouded in hazy white smoke, was unnervingly bizarre.
