After Shen Haoran leaped into the valley, a disciple from the Qi Refining Sect couldn't help but swallow nervously. He said in a weak voice, "The look in that kid's eyes... I get the feeling he knows what we're planning."
"No way," another disciple said. "If he knew, why would he jump down? Isn't that just asking to die? Let's just wait here!"
"We'll wait a bit, then," Xu Hao said with a frown, his gaze dropping into the valley below. By now, Shen Haoran had already landed in a clearing.
The Death Warriors were extremely sensitive to the scent of blood and the aura of humans. The moment Shen Haoran appeared, the Black Iron Level Death Warriors, who had been wandering aimlessly through the valley, all froze. They turned in unison toward him, and the cyan ghostfire in their eyes surged.
