Jiang Chen’s reaction gave the others pause. They quickly realized what his words meant and clustered in his direction in response.

“Are you sure there’s someone there, Jiang Chen?” Yan Wanjun asked in a low voice.

The young man responded with silence and a deadly glare towards an empty patch of space. His certainty was quite obvious in his actions.

Sinister laughter sounded from the void.

“Pretty sharp kid. I was rather well-hidden, but you noticed me anyway, eh?” Someone slowly stepped out from the source of the laughter, causing a number of ripples in the dimensional fabric. He wore a brown cloak, but...