"Don't be afraid. A military camp is where killing intent runs strongest in this world. These Ghost Creatures won't dare barge in. Bring everyone back and gather them together. The more people there are, the stronger the killing intent. Don't let anyone get separated, and watch out for their tricks!"
"I'll see to it at once!" There was no time to worry about anything else. Tang Xiang hurried off to make the arrangements.
What he did not know was that a strange smile had appeared at the corner of Bullet's mouth.
At that same moment, Tang Changsheng woke with a start. He had not slept long, but that brief rest had already eased his body's fatigue.
Yet he felt no relief. An inexplicable weight pressed on his heart. It did not seem heavy, but it was unmistakably there, and he could not shake it off.
Did I forget something? Tang Changsheng thought as he strolled out of his room and into the courtyard.
The wind had risen, whistling and rustling. A bitter chill sank straight into his bones, enough to make anyone shiver.
Unlike Tang Xiang and the others, Tang Changsheng knew this was no drop in temperature. The Yin Energy was terribly strong.
He looked up. Ragged clouds raced across the sky. A great halo surrounded Moonlight, but clouds swallowed it in the blink of an eye. No drifting clouds seemed to pass, yet Moonlight had barely shown half its face before it vanished again.
Such weather was uncommon, but hardly rare—unless, of course, one spent every day lost amid the city's neon lights and could no longer remember the last time one looked at the sky.
Tonight, though, the masses of Dark Clouds racing overhead seemed to bare fangs and brandish claws, ready to seize someone and devour