It was as if it appeared out of thin air, too bizarre to fathom.
He looked around warily, not relaxing his vigilance just because the three Heavenly Immortals fled; on the contrary, he was even more restless.
Surely, some more powerful being had set their sights on him.
After all, the artifact on him was extraordinary, yet until now, he didn't know how the news leaked out.
"I wonder which senior is making a move?"
Han Lin took a deep breath and cupped his hands towards the void.
"Daoist Han, you have been well, I hope."
A clear voice sounded, followed by a figure seemingly stepping out of the void.
In an instant, Han Lin felt as if the temperature of the world suddenly dropped, enveloped by an intangible chill.
He suddenly noticed the figure, was momentarily stunned, then showed a look of shock: "Daoist Li, you, you are still alive?"
At this moment, he felt a bit uneasy, lacking the joy of reuniting with an old friend.
