Qian Renxue (72)

Lin Mo froze for a moment, then looked in the direction she was pointing. By now, The Rift had widened to two meters, and the fog had grown even thicker; it was impossible to see what was inside. "Impossible. We monitored it for a month and never found any living creatures inside The Rift," he said, suspicion in his voice, though his gaze still grew more alert.

Qian Renxue did not speak. She once again tried to mobilize that faint thread of divine power. This time, she did not approach The Rift, but instead focused the divine power in her eyes. Though it was weak, it was enough to let her see the scene behind the fog. She saw countless tiny black shadows writhing in the depths of The Rift. Those shadows were very small, only the size of fists, and irregular in shape, like clumps of black sludge, yet they could move rapidly.

"They're black shadows. Small, and there are many of them," Qian Renxue said quickly. "They're moving toward the mouth of The Rift, and they're fast."

Lin Mo's expression changed completely. He picked up the binoculars, wiped the lenses hard, and aimed them into the depths of The Rift. But the fog was too thick; the binoculars could not pierce through it at all. "No matter what they are, we have to go!" He pulled Qian Renxue and ran toward the stairwell of the observation point.

Just as they reached the stairwell, a sharp hiss came from the direction of The Rift. The sound was not very loud, but it carried a grating penetrating force that made their eardrums ache. Qian Renxue looked back and saw that the first black shadow had already rushed out of The Rift and landed on the ground.

After the shadow landed,