Inside the main hall.
The old man’s appearance underwent a radical transformation. He looked like a ferocious, malevolent ghost crawled up from the depths of hell. His terrifying eyes had no pupils at all—only pure, stark white. Most hair-raising of all was his mouth, which split wide all the way to the back of his head; it appeared as if his entire skull had been sawn into two halves, only to be rejoined in a grotesque, unnatural manner.
From the seam where the parts met, dark, black blood trickled down. As it hit the ground, it emitted a harsh, corrosive hiss. This sudden change imbued the long-abandoned Taoist temple with an inexplicable, eerie gloom.
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