A long silence fell upon them. Cheng Sheng's words coincided with what they had seen. Only that they didn't think of this matter that it might actually be related to the demonic cultivation. "The demonic sects… they were too quiet lately." Wu Fan said. "I suspected they might be planning something. But, if this is it – " he said, his brows knit.
Ming Ye and Luo Shi's faces are grave. Chen Han fell silent when he realized the severity of the matter. "My fellow disciples…" he said as he sharply inhaled, his eyes tearing up. They were affected by the demonic qi. The hope earlier has now dimmed. The already gloomy hall became gloomier.
"Chen-shixiong…" Feng Mo sympathetically looked at Chen Han.
