Wei Shan thought for a moment and spat out two words, "Instinct."
"Uh... okay then."
Instinct, sixth sense... If Wei Shan said so, what else could Lin Yi say?
But if nobody else had this feeling, wouldn't that mean there was something wrong with him?
"All I can feel is that there is a 'breath of death' pervading this place, everything around us is dead and stagnant..." Tian Bufan lowered his voice, "it's like we've entered a battlefield right after a battle has ended."
"A battle has just ended?!" Lin Yi's eyes lit up.
Grey Mist Invasion? A deadly struggle in the darkness of night?
"Your feeling, it's not without that possibility!"
After thinking for a while, Tian Bufan said, "Your intuition is the highest among us, I can perceive less than you can, so how about you try to feel it a bit? Then I can analyze it a little through your perception."
"Alright." Lin Yi nodded without hesitation, "But if I end up falling through the layers..."