C547 The Divine Beast

As the crowd on the field thinned, the tension thickened palpably.

Each person felt enveloped in death's looming shadow, their lives hanging by a thread.

"Where is that guy? Find him for me, now!"

The hall echoed with a cacophony of shrieks and hoarse cries, yet Chen Fann's true form remained elusive.

Such is the art of stealth; once he chooses to vanish and strike