Han Ning was about to turn and return to the surface.
His calm expression suddenly shifted.
The dense patter of countless tiny footsteps came from above, faintly signaling that the house was surrounded.
Fei Lie, beside him, also heard the noise, and his expression instantly darkened.
'I'm afraid my identity has aroused suspicion after all.' Han Ning sneered as his Spiritual Power detected the faint fluctuations of Spiritual Energy above. The air beside him rippled faintly, and a Dragon Eye flickering with firelight emerged from within.
"Let's go. We'll head up and see what's going on. Fei Ming is dead. What threat could the others possibly pose?"
As he spoke, Han Ning led Fei Lie toward the surface.
At the same time, the footsteps ahead grew closer and closer.
In the dim light, several shadowy figures appeared, leading dozens of Soul Beasts of all shapes and sizes as they hurried toward the end of the auxiliary tunnel.
