Translator: Aran

  There was a defensive formation at the mouth of the cave.

  In the empty space that seemed as if nothing was there, Ye Qingyu was able to sense a minute fluctuation of energy. From the little he could discern, it seemed extremely intricate. Under the colour of the night, there were four strands of light that moved erratically, hardly noticeable if one had normal vision. Normal people had no way of discovering it.

  It was only at the moment where Ye Qingyu..