It was night.
Thick clouds covered the pale afterglow, making Little Frost Peak seem particularly cold and deathly silent.
Though it was always like this, today Lu Chuan felt something was not quite right.
The air seemed to be filled with a faint smell of blood.
"Strange... why haven't I seen Shadow?"
Every night, Shadow would guard the foot of Little Frost Peak, why was there no sign of him today?
Lu Chuan was deeply puzzled and extended his perception ability, indeed not detecting Shadow's aura nearby. However, Lu Chuan discovered several spiritual energy fluctuations that had never appeared before at the top of Little Frost Peak, which made him feel uneasy.
"Impossible?"
In this Penglai Immortal Domain, is there really someone daring to attack Kong Zhaozhao?
