"Fifth Rank?"
Outside the ancient redwood hall, in the center of a smoothly paved gray stone brick square.
Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, his steps paused slightly.
He didn't believe his perception could be mistaken.
It wasn't arrogance, but the confidence brought by countless life-and-death battles.
In an instant, perception activated with concentration, the world slowed down.
Everything within three hundred meters was completely enveloped, including the nearby Maple Forest.
Fallen leaves flew, the textures of the trees were clearly visible.
Ants on the ground moved slowly, passersby showed varied expressions.
Some were from martial arts sects, some were business people and politicians, the strongest among them at most True Intent Level.
Several seconds passed, but in reality, it was very fast.
Yet, he found nothing unusual.
"What's wrong?"
Perceiving something amiss, Zhou Wuren was the first to ask.
