The night was cold, with dew forming a thin layer of frost.
Only a few sparse stars dotted the night sky.
Yi Chen, wrapped in a black cloak, walked near the outer palace. Just two days left until Hei Mietian's deadline to attack, yet Yi Chen couldn't shake off a faint unease that lingered in his heart.
Something felt off to him.
He once told his adept pupil Chief Zhang, "When you encounter an unreasonable situation, look for the pig on the field. If you can't find one, then take a good look in the mirror."
The Hehuan Sect had extensive connections—why would Hei Mietian dare to boast that he would come to propose to the sect in fifteen days?
Based on the reaction of Sect Master Qinyun and the several True Monarchs who had come to help, Yi Chen felt that Hei Mietian's strength shouldn't be extraordinarily powerful. Being on par with Xin Yue-level True Monarchs entering the path was already quite high; at least they couldn't overpower the current lineup.
