"Thunder Clan, Pegasus Clan, Blood Lake..." Ye Bai is excited, "Doesn't this mean, an unprecedented great war is about to happen?"
"But somehow, I feel something is off." Wang Qiutong frowns, "Normally, as long as one isn't incredibly unlucky, the powerful individuals in the Eight Realms can roam the Lost Land with little danger. But what about us? We just had an intense fight with Lucifer, encountered the Blood Lake, and are about to have another monumental battle. I have a feeling of unease as if we've been cursed."
"It's just a coincidence." Holy Heart pursed her lips, "Only the powerful are attracted to special places."
"No, that's a fallacy." Wang Qiutong glanced at her, "This isn't the outer world, where one can gaze endlessly into the horizon and attract attention from all sides. This is the Lost Land. At night, under the Astral Travelling, the world changes and fills with endless uncertainties. The run of events we're encountering doesn't seem normal."
