Chaofeng Base.
Because he had not slept last night, Luo Yan rose unusually early today.
After eating early, he went to the cultivation room, intending to make another effort before taking action that afternoon.
Making an effort meant seizing every bit of time each day and being unwilling to waste even an inch of it, accumulating little by little until it became substantial.
In fact, he had already found and opened his ninth Mystic Meridian; he could easily afford to slack off a little.
But whether it was his usual habit or that feeling of unease from last night,
both urged Luo Yan toward the cultivation room.
On the way there, he encountered quite a few people. Many were Mech Masters from the surface who had once held opinions about him.
But ever since he had returned from Yinma City, those Mech Masters now showed him nothing but respect.
After all, not everyone could kill a base supervisor and an Enforcement Captain, destroy an entire great family, and still return unharmed.
Whether that was due to Luo Yan's own strength or the protection of the forces behind him,
the fact remained:
being able to accomplish this proved that Luo Yan was no soft persimmon who could be bullied at will.
Anyone who still could not see this clearly was absolutely blind.
The cultivation room was just ahead.
Just then,
Luo Yan suddenly felt a chill of dread.
He was very familiar with this feeling.
When he had lived on the surface, he had felt it whenever someone watched him with ill intent.
All of a sudden,
Luo Yan's vision went black.
In the darkness, he saw a Red Beast grinning viciously.
The image vanished in a flash.
At the same time, the chill of dread disappeared.
Luo Yan frowned, unsure