"Hu hu hu~~~~~~~~"
Suddenly, a cold wind struck, not the kind that chills the skin, but one that pierces to the bone like needles, instilling a terrifying sense of being surrounded by something.
"Tap tap, tap tap tap, tap tap tap tap~~~"
Footsteps; Zhu Minglang could hear them clearly, despite no one being around, yet the footsteps sounded so distinct, as if they were behind him, and yet also as if they were in front.
Suddenly, someone heavily patted Zhu Minglang on the shoulder.
Zhu Minglang, with his hair standing on end from fright, quickly turned around and commanded the dragons lying in ambush around to attack the Underworld God.
But upon turning, Zhu Minglang stood dumbfounded, and at the same time, the Heavenly Slaughter Dragon peeking out from the tree canopy, Big Black Tooth emerging from behind the big spring stone, and Bai Qi, who was prepared to conjure a frost freeze, all had a stunned look on their faces!
"What's the matter?"