In the backyard garden, by the pond, within the pavilion.
Chen Hai had just made a breakthrough in a small realm and was about to continue deeply immersed in his cultivation when he suddenly closed his eyes.
All of a sudden, he felt a strange chill encroaching, and not just around the pavilion—all throughout the backyard, the temperature seemed to plummet by several degrees.
"Which devil dares to cause disturbances here? Show yourself and meet your demise!"
A cold gleam flashed in his eyes as he fixed his gaze on the shadows beneath the lush green trees not far away.
During the day, the backyard environment was extremely quiet, but at night, besides needing the word 'quiet', it also required the addition of 'dark' to describe this place.
Although Chen Hai's gaze was directed towards the shadows under the green trees, he had yet to truly lock onto a target.
