Looking at the extra pair of hands that had appeared on the human skin parchment, Yang Jian's body suddenly tensed, his eyes narrowed, and an inexplicable chill surged from the soles of his feet throughout his body.
Ghosts, were they already lurking around him?
He had to admit that his vigilance had decreased just now, because he was within the training base and perhaps because he had been pondering some issues just now, so he hadn't paid much attention to his surroundings. As a result, he hadn't detected the nearby changes until now, which would have probably led to his death if this had happened during previous paranormal encounters he had experienced.
"Does it want to snatch the human skin parchment?"
The intent of the hands reaching out from the darkness was very clear, wanting to take the human skin parchment from Yang Jian's hands.
If it weren't for his own strength, the parchment would have been snatched by those eerily appearing hands in that instant.
