Chen Mo crouched on a beam in the first Great Hall. After watching the doors of the distant Great Hall close, he waited for a long time without seeing the slightest reaction, and he began to grow anxious.
The two Great Halls were not far apart, only about a hundred meters away. A sweep of his Spiritual Sense would have let him observe everything clearly. But the doors had not closed because those Martial Artists and Ability Users had made a move; they had closed automatically. He worried that using his Spiritual Sense would alert the fellow behind Xiye Ancient City. Wouldn't that ruin his chance to play Old Sixth?
So, after checking the time and seeing that more than half an hour had passed without the slightest movement, he felt as itchy and restless as if ants were crawling through his heart.
Just then, a rumbling sound rolled over, and lights of various colors shone through the open windows near the upper level of the Great Hall.
Yet he could only see the light, not any other movement.
Then another enormous rumble sounded, and a red glow flared up, dyeing the distant Great Hall a fiery crimson.
After that, he felt a tremor that traveled all the way to the Great Hall where Chen Mo was. The battle inside must have been extremely intense.
Unable to see anything and only able to sense it left him feeling like he was scratching an itch through a boot.
Moreover, judging by the feel of the battle, the enemies they had encountered this time should have been much stronger—at least far stronger than the War Dancers, female dancers, and the like they had met in the plaza outside.
Therefore, Chen Mo quietly used his Spiritual Sense to inspect the Great Hall he