Wang Xuan's experiences in the lands of the departed, where he had encountered fearsome spirits with glowing red eyes - some as small as lanterns, others as large as mountains - had deeply unnerved even the ferryman Xu Fu. Now, to his bafflement, similar inscrutable creatures lurked within the bustling metropolises of the New World.0

Different from the spirits in form, these beings shared one common characteristic: they were visible only to those with the spiritual third eye. Even a transcendent like Old Chen was oblivious to their presence.0

As Wang Xuan's spirit roamed the city, he observed carefully while cautiously avoiding these entities. The night skyline was dominated by towering skyscrapers wrapped in three-dimensional light projections. Hovercars wove through the city's low altitudes, while small spacecrafts streaked across the night sky. Amidst the flashing neon of this modern, populous city, Wang Xuan repeatedly spotted monstrous, menacing creatures on the streets.0

A colossal serpent with nine heads, as thick as a bathtub and covered in green scales, slithered through a congested road. Eight of its heads were pierced by thick arrows, oozing blood. A disheveled figure, enveloped in a black cloak, with rotting, pus-oozing limbs, rode atop the serpent. As Wang Xuan departed, the rider on the serpent seemed to sense something, turning abruptly, but seeing nothing. One of his eye sockets bled...1