"What kind of creature is this?" Ye Fan was taken aback.
The three creatures all possessed human forms, but they were covered in silver scales. Bone spurs, each nearly half a foot long, grew from their spines, making them look anything but benevolent. However, the flashing silver light gave them a somewhat holy appearance, unlike undead beings. Each creature had a pair of silver wings that flashed with silver light; with a flap, they could tear through the void.
Are they ancient creatures? No, most of them dwell in the Eastern Wastelands. These... they closely resemble the flying demonic yaksha, said to be transformed from unparalleled ancient masters after their death, each one powerful enough to invoke terror.
Ye Fan's heart pounded wildly. If that were true, these were three demons, and their exact cultivation level would be hard to estimate—definitely not something I could provoke.
