“Who’s there?!”

Han Tianfeng’s shout gave the other two a fright. They both took out their weapons warily.

But nothing happened. The only thing they saw was the endless mist.

With some embarrassment, Han Tianfeng suddenly said, “Maybe I was too sensitive. This is the Misty Mountain Valleys, and other than us three, there’s no way there’s anyone else.”

However, he had just sensed an extremely indistinct killing intent. His expert intuition had caused him to suddenly shout.

Zhao Mingshan and the other Chosen’s nervous expressions caused him to feel a bit embarrassed. He felt he had maybe been a bit too nervous.

“Haha, it’s ok. All this means is that brother Tianfeng is cautious. That’s how an expert should be.” The two of them hastily laughed to cover up that awkward atmosphere.

However, inside, they felt this was a bit strange. They were in the depths of the Misty Mountain Valleys. Whoever dared enter here was just sending themselves to death.

As the three of them suspiciously hesitated, Long Chen had already withdrawn several miles. He couldn’t help being somewhat amazed. Han Tianfeng was definitely extremely powerful.

He had been...