A Beast burst through the thin wooden door of the inner room, sending splinters flying in all directions.

The incident happened so quickly that Gao Yang barely managed to discern its shape.

Its body was robust, having torn through the cool, one-piece dress it wore, and it was covered in fine, greyish-green scales that reflected a slick and sinister sheen under the light.

Its head was grotesquely deformed, with an abnormally wide forehead and a jaw that had shrunk into an inverted triangle.