Yang Xiao took in the scene, his expression unreadable, yet his heart had already churned with shock and awe. There was no mistake, the Old Clan Leader definitely had a problem!
He wasn't human, he was a Ghost!!
But Yang Xiao was now caught between a rock and a hard place; there was a ghost in the room, and a Door-blocking Ghost outside the door. Either way, it meant certain death.
As his observations grew deeper, Yang Xiao gradually figured out the ghost masquerading as the Old Clan Leader's method of killing. It was the lantern. The faint glimmer of light within the lantern seemed to possess a magic power. Instead of projecting his shadow behind him, it stretched his shadow towards the lantern. Yang Xiao was certain that the moment his shadow was pulled to the feet of the Old Clan Leader, or sucked into the lantern, death would be upon him.