Long Xuan muttered softly as he roasted the meat in his hand, feeling that the oppressive force that had been bearing down on him earlier had suddenly disappeared, and moreover, the pair of eyes that had been stealthily observing them were no longer to be seen.
"What oppressive force?"
Yuu Rong, with his acute hearing, caught his muttering and asked curiously.
"Right before you guys arrived, I always felt like something in this forest was watching us, and there was this pressure that even made my cultivation level drop a bit."
He touched the back of his neck with his free hand, finding it quite strange.
Hearing his words, Yuu Rong naturally understood what that thing might be.
In the Eternal Night Plane, he had felt the same way—being watched by something. What else could it be if not the Evil Spirit Universe?
If things are like this within the planes, it would be even worse on Wulong Mountain, being watched and pressurized like that, no wonder.
