"Where did he go?" The leader of the six disciples queried with a frown.
His eyes lurked around looking for Zhao Yin to no avail. Suddenly, the surroundings grew dark.
"What's happening" the others asked in a vividly troubled tone. The surroundings grew dark and isolated as soon as they supposedly struck Zhao Yin to death.
However, those who viewed them from outside felt as though there was a dark curtain that separated the six from the outside world.
The six began feeling the urge to let out hot piss following the application of this technique that was obviously the handiwork of Zhao Yin.
"Let's break it Senior Brother Lin!" One of the six said with a firm resolve. He was already gathering momentum to attack.
His eyes shone with a fierce glint as he got ready to enter battle state. The friction caused by his aura gradually gave the others a sense of confidence, igniting their brave hearts once again.
