The canyon was like a wound in the earth.
Its rock walls rose almost vertically on both sides, narrow and irregular, as if they had been torn apart by force. In many stretches, there was barely enough space for two people to pass side by side. The light barely reached the bottom, creating dense and deep shadows.
Kyrian entered first.
He did not hide his presence. He did not try to soften his steps. He did not reduce his energy.
He walked as if he were entering his own territory.
His steps were firm. Calm and controlled.
Behind him, Bai Zhu, Kai, Yan Ling, Li Fen, and Mei Li followed in silence. The five also did not hide their Qi. The blood energy that emanated made the air heavier, more oppressive.
It was a clear statement.
They were not there to play. They were there to execute.
Kyrian's eyes glowed faintly in the dimness. Purple. Deep. The lightning-shaped pupils pulsed slowly..
Every movement around was recorded.
