Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed.

Could it be that... Fang Yu really saw the shadow of prophecy again?

At this time, Fang Yu's eyes were staring straight at the wall in front of him.

When he wasn't looking at the wall, the gray wall was blank and had nothing special about it.

But when his eyes were completely focused on this wall, this wall... changed.

Another blurry shadow appeared on the wall like a mural.

But this time is different from last time.

It was not the phantom of the Twelve-Winged Divine Envoy, but... a very ordinary figure.

Moreover, this figure's appearance cannot be clearly seen.

It was as if he had his back to Fang Yu, and only his slightly bloated body and round head could be seen.

This figure appeared in front of Fang Yu's eyes.

But no matter how carefully Fang Yu looked, he could not see the specific situation of this figure, only a vague outline.

"Who is this figure from behind?" Fang Yu frowned.

He recalled carefully, and in his impression, he seemed to have never known anyone with a similar body shape.
Chapter completed!