「In the Black Fog Space.」
Zhao Ci held a long spear, his senses on high alert as he moved cautiously through the dense forest.
The black forest was deathly quiet. Aside from the rustling of leaves, there was no other sound.
It was as if he and the trees were the only living things in the forest, yet this very fact sent an even deeper chill down his spine.
'What's it like to be in a dense forest with nearly a hundred living people, yet hear not a single sound?'
Finally.
CREAK...
The sound from the branch was faint, but Zhao Ci heard it.
Before he even looked up, his long spear had already shot upward.
CLANG!
Zhao Ci felt a slight resistance against his spear. His opponent had slashed downward with a short blade. Their weapons met and parted in an instant. The attacker clearly knew they couldn't afford a direct confrontation and tried to retreat the moment their strike failed.
But just then.
TING!
A copper coin began to hum.
