With that, the two of them finally set off, leaving the room behind as they made their way out of the ancient fortress that stood at the heart of the secret realm.
The interior barriers parted smoothly, and moments later, Grey stepped past the final threshold and emerged into the outside region of the realm.
The instant his foot touched the ground, Grey's brows furrowed slightly.
Something felt wrong.
It was not an obvious danger, nor was it an overwhelming pressure that crushed down on his body.Instead, it was a subtle discomfort, as if the surrounding space itself had become uneven, no longer flowing in the natural way he was accustomed to sensing.
The air trembled faintly.It was weak, almost negligible, but to Grey, it stood out like a flaw in a flawless formation.
His instincts screamed at him.
"Lin Fang." Grey spoke quickly, his tone sharp and clipped, completely different from his usual relaxed demeanor.
