Shortly after they exited from the Nameless Emperor's Tomb, Yuan could sense two individuals watching them from a distance.
One of them had the cultivation of First Level Spirit Lord while the other one exuded the presence of a Peak Spirit King. Furthermore, the Peak Spirit King had a unique aura that felt oddly familiar to Yuan.
However, Yuan didn't pay too much attention to them— at least not until the Peak Spirit King started approaching them with an aggressive look on his face.
"We have company," Yuan said to Xi Meili, who was absorbed by the Nameless Emperor's Tomb's entrance.
They turned their attention to the approaching figure and saw Zhaohui strolling toward them, his posture slightly hunched. He was a tall, somewhat skinny man with long, messy black hair. His violet eyes had a sharp and slightly menacing look, almost like that of a troublemaker. In fact, his clothes seemed similar to what a bandit might wear.
"He seems like trouble," Xi Meili muttered as she caught sight of him.
Yuan nodded and said, "He may appear as a Spirit King, but he possesses power that surpasses it. Besides a few individuals I've met in the Namesless Emperor's Tomb, I've never seen a Spirit King as powerful as him, and those few individuals came from the Upper Heavens."
"So he's from the Upper Heavens? What do you suppose he wants from us? Surely, he's not going to ask us for directions."
"Brother Yuan, that man is an Exile…" Xiao Hua's voice suddenly resounded.
"What? An Exile? No wonder why his aura seems so familiar…"
"What's an Exile?" Xi Meili asked.
"I'll explain it after this," Yuan said.
"What do you think he wants from us?" He proceeded to ask Xiao Hua.
"I don't know."
"Perhaps he can sense you," Yuan suggested that Zhaohui was actually here for Xiao Hua.
"No, that's not possible." Xiao Hua immediately rejected such a possibility.
"Then let's just wait and see what he wants. Xiao Hua, stay hidden for now."
"Un."
Once Zhaohui was close enough, Yuan asked him, "How can we help you?"
Zhaohui halted in front of Yuan and silently stood there, looking disinterested, as though he regarded them with the same indifference one might reserve for ants.
Receiving no response from Zhaohui, Yuan continued, "If you're not inclined to speak, then—"
Mid-sentence, Zhaohui abruptly sprang into action, thrusting his claw-like hand directly toward Yuan's throat with the intention to kill.
to stand still as everyone tried to comprehend what had just occurred.
Zhaohui's lightning-fast movement caught Xi Meili off-guard, leaving her momentarily stunned. However, Yuan's quick reflexes allowed him to evade the sneak attack by tilting his body to the side, narrowly dodging it. In that suspended moment, time seemed to stand still as everyone tried to comprehend what had just occurred.
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