Just then, Lin Ye suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Zhang Daoxuan beside him.
His face was pale, and a fine sheen of cold sweat had even broken out on his forehead.
Lin Ye turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Zhang Daoxuan didn't answer right away. His gaze was fixed on the perfectly aligned ranks of Kunlun in the distance, as if he had seen something that deeply unsettled him.
His body was trembling slightly, uncontrollably.
"I see... my brother."
After a long moment, Zhang Daoxuan uttered those few words in a voice that was almost a mumble, like someone talking in their sleep.
"Your brother?"
Dongfang Zhen, who was standing nearby, also heard him. He followed Zhang Daoxuan's gaze, confused. "Your brother is in Kunlun? Isn't that a good thing? You can get him to go easy on you later!"
The moment he finished speaking, Lin Ye clearly felt Zhang Daoxuan's body jolt violently.
It was a fear that came from the depths of his soul.
