"What are you two doing, fellow Daoists? Could you have a way to break through the barrier?"
Several figures approached. A man wearing a purple cloak glanced at Chen Lin and Lan Menghan, his eyes flickering as he asked.
Chen Lin put away the Crystal Needle.
He exchanged a glance with Lan Menghan and shook his head mildly.
"We were just trying something, but it didn't work. This barrier seems corrosive-it can annihilate whatever is used to attack it. Have any of you noticed that?"
As Chen Lin spoke, he studied them.
There were five in total.
Although the purple-robed man stood in front,
judging by their expressions, the boy behind him appeared to be their leader. He looked only thirteen or fourteen, short and thin, yet he gave off an inexplicable sense of danger.
The other three were two men and a woman.
Both men looked middle-aged and wore black, flexible armor. Strange patterns covered their exposed skin.
The woman was also very young.
She looked about eighteen or nineteen, wore simple, elegant clothing, and stayed close beside the boy, rather like a maidservant.
Chen Lin studied them.
The boy was also studying the two of them.
A faint white glow appeared in his eyes. Then he frowned slightly, the glow vanished, and a white mark appeared between his brows.
"Young Lord!"
The woman beside him paled and hurriedly called out to stop him.
But the boy ignored her.
The mark between his brows gradually lengthened, then twisted and coiled into a Runic Inscription shaped like a narrow eye, radiating an aura that did not belong to this Boundary Realm.
A beam of white light swept across Chen Lin.
He felt like an emissary of darkness sneaking through the shadows who had suddenly been exposed to blinding sunlight. Every