"This deity wants to see just what is going on."
Murong Fenghua's eyes emitted a bewitching radiance.
HUM!
Divine Consciousness Power swept towards Wen Zhixing quietly and without trace.
Under the bright moonlight.
WHOOSH.
A cool night breeze blew past.
"Who's there?!"
Wen Zhixing felt a chill in his heart as he sensed something amiss and whirled around sharply.
The night wind brushed against his cheeks.
Before him, there was only pitch-black darkness. Was there truly no sign of anyone?
However, his inner alarms were blaring nonstop. This was his body's instinctual response to a detected crisis.
An illusion, perhaps?
Wen Zhixing frowned, muttering to himself as he shook his head and slowly turned back around, an expression of incomprehension on his face.
Damn, did I just see a ghost or what!
However, the moment he turned his head, his heart trembled violently.
It wasn't that Wen Zhixing couldn't see any figures. But he could see Fortune Fragments!
