"Did you guys feel that?"
"What? You too?"
"Yes, I couldn't sense any aura, but my intuition tells me that someone has arrived, incredibly powerful beyond imagination!"
"The hair on my skin is standing up, it's my body's instinct."
The martial artists nervously discussed among themselves, even when An Jiu and his men appeared, they never felt this way.
"May I ask, did you not check the almanac before going out today?" Zhang Menglong asked out of nowhere, "If it were another day or place, I might have faced some trouble today, but you chose today, and this location..."
Zhang Menglong sighed, shook his head, and looked at them with a gaze of pity.
An Jiu and his men were still bewildered; they had no idea what Zhang Menglong meant. The only feeling they had was the insignificance and frailty one feels before the endless ocean of stars.
"Guys, no need to hide anymore, come out!" Zhang Menglong said.
