In the Cultivation Room, the air seemed to freeze because of the constantly flashing, blood-red announcement.
Qin Feng stood silently, his gaze locked firmly on the jarring number "2," which represented two lost lives.
After a long moment, he slowly shook his head.
He understood that his current anger and impatience were of no use.
The number of people hunting Shi Dang would only continue to grow.
They would come from all corners: righteous students from Cannan Star Martial Arts University, cold and merciless Judges from the Imperial Court of Justice, even Bounty Hunters who operated in the gray areas for a hefty reward, and possibly Planet-level Strongmen from the Warbands.
But this Cosmos was simply too vast, too empty.
The distance between a star system and its nearest neighbor was often several, or even dozens, of light-years of nothingness. This Dark Forest was a stage for all Hunters, but it was also the best hiding place for any prey.
