Whoosh!
Dinggu City, Chu Yun Empire.
Xiao Fan abruptly opened his eyes and swiftly looked toward the Jia Ma Empire.
"What's wrong?"
Yun Yun, who was meditating beside him, glanced at Xiao Fan as he suddenly jolted awake, surprise flickering in her eyes.
Over the past few days, the two had searched throughout Dinggu City for news of the Poison Sect. Yet the sect seemed to have vanished, without a single disciple remaining in the city. It was exceedingly strange.
Xiao Fan and Yun Yun had even approached several factions that frequently clashed with the Poison Sect, but they had found no clues whatsoever. It was as though everyone in the sect had disappeared overnight.
For now, Xiao Fan and Yun Yun could only remain in Dinggu City and await news from the Heavenly Fragrance House. Recently, word that the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect intended to sacrifice an entire city had also reached Dinggu City. People discussed the matter everywhere, filling the streets with lively chatter.
Apart from their usual outings, Xiao Fan and Yun Yun preferred spending quiet time together, so they had set up a Soundproofing Formation in their room.
Usually, Yun Yun sat on the bed meditating while Xiao Fan rested his head on her lap and dozed with his eyes closed. In all their time together, Yun Yun had never seen him look like this, and she could not help asking out of curiosity.
"Nothing. I just felt an inexplicable pang of unease."
Xiao Fan did not know why either. Just as he had been sleeping soundly, a sudden sensation of weightlessness had welled up within him. An inexplicable sorrow had surged through his heart, throwing him into a panic.
Xiao Fan paced back and forth across the room, none of his usual composure left on