As they stepped out of the cave, the cold wind brushed past them, carrying a faint trace of lingering energy.
Li Hao paused.
He could still feel it.
Zhao Kun's aura.
Faint, but unmistakable.
Wang Lei glanced at him. "You sensed it too?"
Li Hao nodded slowly. "He was here… not long ago."
The realization settled heavily among the group.
This was no longer just exploration.
It was a path that was drawing them closer to an inevitable clash.
Xu Mei's expression tightened slightly, but she said nothing.
Li Hao's gaze grew colder.
"Our paths will cross again," he said.
"And next time… it won't end the same way."