"What happened?" Qian Ying quickly came to Zhou Zixing's side with three Martial Artists.
Zhou Zixing's expression was grim. Frowning, he pointed at Qian Wantong below. "There should have been two people here, but now there's only one. The other person has disappeared."
"Disappeared?" Qian Ying had never expected that. Just moments ago, only corpses had been disappearing. Now an actual living person had vanished. Who knew what else might disappear next?
"Damn it!" Qian Ying cursed under his breath. "Come on, let's go down and take a look."
"We're not leaving anyone here to keep watch? After all, a corpse disappeared here." Zhou Zixing looked at the spot on the small plaza where a Martial Artist's corpse should have been lying. He truly had not expected such strange things to happen after entering this place.
"Forget it. The living are more important right now. We'll deal with the dead later." The living could still do something, while the dead could do nothing and might even burden everyone else. Finding that missing fellow was the most important thing now.
Besides, someone disappearing right under their noses was clearly wrong. If Zhou Zixing stayed here and he disappeared too, what then?
Everything was unknown now. They should all stay together, so if danger arose, they could discover it in time and deal with it together.
"Fine!" Zhou Zixing did not want to remain here either. If an enemy hiding in the dark launched a sneak attack and was stronger than him, he could only wait to die. Just like the Martial Artist below—what if he vanished in the blink of an eye too?
Of course, Zhou Zixing was fairly powerful himself, so perhaps he would be fine. But no one could say for sure in a situation like this.
Since Qian