Zhao Yan and Li Lie were instantly chilled to the bone.
Even if a visible enemy was overwhelmingly powerful, there were at least traces to follow. Whether to block, flee for their lives, or sacrifice cultivation in exchange for a chance at survival—every step could be weighed.
But this kind of incomprehensible strangeness left all their strength hanging in the void; even when they swung their fists, they could find nothing solid to strike.
Most terrifying of all was dying without even knowing what had killed them.
Of the four present, only Guan Qing had any experience. The other three were completely in the dark.
"Brother Guan, have you encountered this before?" Li Lie swallowed, his fingers unconsciously tightening around the long saber at his waist, his heart full of ill omen.
They had barely stepped out the door before running into such an evil phenomenon. Their luck was absurdly bad.
Guan Qing stared at the gray-black dust drifting across the sky, his eyes so dark that not a trace of light remained. "I've only heard rumors. Void Phenomena come in a thousand forms and ten thousand varieties. They may look alike, but their foundations can differ as vastly as heaven and earth. There's no way to draw any lessons from them."
He raised a hand and pointed at the loose clouds of dust around them. "This dust was most likely remnant ash left behind when supreme experts of the Ancient Era fought and fell. Their skeletons, artifacts, and origins were all burned away before they became this. Something deadly may very well be hidden in that ash."
"Should we wait here?" Zhao Yan frowned deeply, suppressing his aura to the lowest point. "If we hold out for a while, perhaps the dust will disperse on its own, or a