Something was wrong.
Lian Youming's breathing abruptly deepened. Even his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenched, and the muscles throughout his body involuntarily tightened.
Others might not know, but he knew that inside the stone bed was a stone coffin, with room to hide someone.
The Mountain-Guarding Old Man?
In an instant, the thought surfaced in Lian Youming's mind.
There was no helping it. Here and now, this was the only person he could think of.
Although it was a guess, Lian Youming was almost certain.
That battlefield no one had managed to locate... he had found it!!!
His taut body gradually relaxed again, but his gaze kept shifting.
If that was the case, this was quite something.
Because the other party had not shown himself of his own accord, there could only be two explanations.
One was that the battle between the Mountain-Guarding Old Man and that mysterious, formidable enemy had already ended. Leaving aside who had won, the old man was finished, or rather, already dead. The other was that the Mountain-Guarding Old Man and that enemy had yet to settle their life-and-death struggle, and their fierce battle was still ongoing, which was why he had not appeared.
Otherwise, not seeing them was understandable, but how could he bear to leave Yang Shuang behind?
The grandfather and grandson had depended on each other for years. Lian Youming did not believe the old man could remain unmoved when faced with parting in life or death.
In that case, if the Mountain-Guarding Old Man was in the hidden chamber, where was that mysterious, formidable enemy?
Lian Youming's thoughts raced, and his gaze slowly steadied. Since the hidden chamber was the battlefield, he might as well make an even bolder guess...
That formidable enemy was in the hidden chamber too.