The night was dense with darkness, not a single star in sight.
The world around them lay submerged in shadow, the cold wind rising in concert with the man's breathing.
As the Sect Master of Jade Dragon Treasure Land, at the moment his murderous intent surged, the entire Treasure Land seemed to harbor malice towards the small courtyard.
Nearby Array Plates trembled slowly, the Great Formation, initially meant to monitor these outsiders, now also concealed the presence of two figures outside the yard.
Inside the silent house.
The candlelight flickered slightly, reflecting Ye Jing's pretty face.
In the Bronze Mirror, the expression on that face quickly faded, equally expressionless but without the previous dullness, instead, acquiring an edge of sharpness.
She stared quietly at the Bronze Mirror, the next moment, her fingers were suspended above the tabletop.
