The entire hall fell deathly silent, save for the constant clang of Li Chunfeng drawing his sword.
Just then, the feeling came.
In that same instant, every Cultivator still in the hall felt as if needles were pricking their backs.
A gaze filled with absolute malice stabbed out from the darkness, piercing each of their skins!
This feeling was completely different from their Eldest Martial Brother's earlier gaze, which had been one of scrutiny and authority.
This gaze held nothing but unconcealed malice and a nauseating hunger.
Immediately after, a cold, damp presence pressed against the back of their necks.
Everywhere it passed, a chill soaked into their very marrow, making even their souls tremble uncontrollably.
They... were being watched by something!
And that something... was very close!
So close that Su Ling'er could even feel its cold, wet breath right behind her ear!
