"Good thing Second Child found the Omen Stone, otherwise if the territory's mist was breached, the consequences would be unimaginable."
Yi Tian patted Second Child on the head.
Yi Tian had already confirmed—not only would there be five Golden Warriors coming to attack his territory. Once the Omen Light corroded a hole in the mist, even stronger enemies would descend.
The mist exists to protect the Lord. If a Lord has no mist, they're just a lamb waiting for slaughter.
Especially fat sheep like Yi Tian—there would be countless tribes catching the scent and swarming in to tear Yi Tian to shreds.
After confirming the Omen Light hadn't activated, Yi Tian moved back to the Omen Stone.
"Shh!"
At that moment, Yi Tian suddenly heard a faint noise from the mist. Yi Tian put a finger to his lips to remind Second Child to stay quiet.
Second Child immediately pressed both little hands over his mouth, looking adorable.
