Evil Spirit (3)

He looked back, but realized that no one else in the room had noticed it except for him.

"…Interesting."

Zhou Jing suddenly became interested.

He originally thought that the Old Master Ye had only contracted a difficult illness, but now he realized that things did not seem to be that simple.

Zhou Jing carefully sized him up, but he could not tell anything. However, the cold aura he sensed could not be faked.

"It's not the feedback of my five senses… but my spiritual perception?"

Zhou Jing's heart skipped a beat. With the intention of giving it a try, he switched to his Elemental Vision.

In the next moment, colorful elemental particles appeared in his world.

And within his vision, a ball of black gas was wrapped around the Old Master of the Ye family. It was like a ball of mud that was squirming unconsciously.

"What… is this?"

Zhou Jing was alarmed.