"...Those are Shadows, the puppets blinded by immortality and controlled by dragons. Because you've never seen them, my master has only encountered similar descriptions in some ancient books, but they have indeed returned... accompanied by dragons..."
Outside the window, the moonlight shone on the swamp, a bright white expanse, as if covered with a layer of ice.
"Are those the dragon's henchmen?" she asked tremblingly.
"Deeper than that, they are silent and soundless. Mortals once spent centuries finally winning a war, yet did not eliminate the dark believers. True Immortals have always walked among us."
Shayek paused for a moment: "The master sent you southward, you ought to have seen something."
Fang Hong couldn't help but think of that wanderer.
But was Tang De's grandfather also considered an Immortal?
The other indeed walked this world with many identities, he even suspected that it was the other's primary identity.
