"Who's there?" At the sound of that chilling cry, Xue Shitian's brow furrowed. A faint, blood-red energy swirled around him, looking ready to erupt at any moment.
"If you have any guts, come out! Don't hide in the shadows!" Jian Wushuang barked. The longsword on his back hummed as it instantly unsheathed. A sharp Sword Light flashed, stabbing toward the depths of the great hall. However, the Sword Light vanished into the darkness without a trace.
The Martial Artists in the hall all grew vigilant, their eyes scanning the room. The scene just now seemed familiar, exactly like the monster that had ambushed them in the cave before!
"Damn it, that monster is back!"
"Everyone, be careful! Don't let this monster find an opening!"
Shouts echoed through the hall. The group, who had just been fighting fiercely over the golden orb of light, now stood on the same side.
CRACK... CRACK...
