A terrible silence began to envelope everyone, the dark shadows looming from behind, giving everyone the sensation of fear of death that those shadows were ready to tear everyone apart anytime.
The death breaths began to surround the entire city. No matter how bright the moon at night was, it couldn't illuminate the creepy atmosphere inside the Golden Candle City.
The lights of the golden candles in the Golden Candle City were lustreless, as if those lights were about to vanish anytime.
Those who were aware that something was off were silent on the surface. Under their sleeves, the spiritual powers circled around their hands.
"Pei Zhi, take this with you." Shenlian Yingyue threw a thing into Wang Pei Zhi's hand before the commotion arose.
His confusion changed to stupefaction the moment he saw the superior long spear with the wood and fire elements shining in his hand.
