Just as Long Chen rushed over to Tang Wan-er, he noticed that the invisible blades in this space didn’t react to his presence.

“Long Chen, wait!” shouted Meng Qi suddenly. Long Chen immediately stopped. “Wan-er should be in the midst of an inheritance. Her soul is in a different world right now, so she can’t hear us. However, her wind soul mark has appeared on her forehead.”

Long Chen saw a mark on Tang Wan-er’s forehead, which represented her wind energy. Her soul was in a calm state. There wasn’t anything strange about her right now.

When she had coughed up blood, everyone’s nerves had tightened, resulting in Long Chen charging out. However, now he saw that her fresh blood was entering the sphere, almost like a seed germinating within it.

Seeing this, Long Chen relaxed. It had really been frightening just now.

“Long Chen, we’ll guard this place. You can find an opportunity somewhere else,” proposed Meng Qi.

“Me? I’m not good at finding opportunities, but I’m decent at snatching them.” Long Chen shook his head. He would never have...