When reality and illusion overlapped completely, the boundary between the two spaces vanished.
A figure flew toward Ke Meng as fast as lightning, one hand extended flat and hard as steel, convinced he could crush Ke Meng with that hand alone.
Ke Meng had no intention of letting himself be slaughtered, even though his spirituality had yet to warn him.
He was just about to raise his hand to grab the attacker when Tangyuan struck first from behind him, slapping the handsome man across the face with a ferocious gust of wind.
Smack!
The vampire who had ambushed Ke Meng went flying. The sound of his bones cracking echoed throughout the bar, and everyone rose to their feet.
"What..."
"That dog is incredibly strong!"
"Hiss-"
Someone sucked in a sharp breath.
But more of them sensed that trouble had arrived. No one had ever attacked the Moonlight Bar so brazenly.
The Moonlight Bar had always operated by invitation, inviting men and women who wanted to strengthen themselves.
Upon hearing such a voice, powerful people generally chose to refuse instinctively and never made contact again.
In this world, a voice from a Hidden Being was a danger signal. Hearing it too often would very likely drive someone mad.
Any powerful person with a little common sense would avoid putting themselves in danger. This was also the consensus among Investigation Bureaus everywhere: if you heard an inexplicable voice, never trust it, much less investigate it repeatedly.
Every investigation would bring you closer to the source of danger, eventually trapping you in a fatal spiral of madness.
But Ke Meng was different. He had built up his resistance so high that few humans on all of Blue Star could break through it.
At that moment, Ke Meng took out a Scientific Kerosene Lamp.