Yan Jin's heart raced, but he forced himself to stay calm. He made a subtle hand signal to Wei Xi, silently instructing him to remain perfectly still. The specter floated closer, looming over them like a dark cloud
Time seemed to stretch out endlessly as they waited, not daring to breathe too loudly. Yan Jin knew they were completely at the mercy of this entity. If it decided to attack, there would be nothing they could do.
For what felt like an eternity, the specter hovered, contemplating their fate. Then, as suddenly as it had appeared, it began to retreat, slowly drifting back into the shadows. Yan Jin held his breath, waiting until the last traces of its presence faded before he allowed himself to exhale.
