Xiao Ming's gaze remained fixed on the flickering portal before him. The air shimmered with a strange, ethereal glow, and the faint crackle of the spatial tear echoed ominously in the stillness of the Mystic Realm.
It was clear that the tear, though strange, held a certain significance—an exit, or perhaps a new entrance into the chaos that had brewed on the Island of Blood Ants.
The secret realm held too much hidden mysteries that they sought to discover in line with their fate and luck alike. The others won't stop because of Xiao Ming or Xue Mao so it was impossible to tell what would have happened after their prolonged absence.
As they gazed through the portal's opening, the weight of the Shadow Phoenix's words lingered in Xiao Ming's mind like a heavy shadow.
"Be cautious," it had warned. "The power you carry is coveted by many, and the moment it's discovered, the chase will begin."
