Xu Yangyi’s gaze swept over each person. All of them looked at each other, shaking their heads.

“It’s nothing… Continue.” The light of Xu Yangyi’s eyes twinkled as he lowered his gaze. Just now, he’d heard… a kind of weird sound. It was no illusion! That sound had originated from his chest! From the half-box.

Moments ago, the half-box on his chest began to softly tremble. So much... that it even revealed a kind of excitement mingled with battle intent, as if it had encountered its natural enemy! It seemed… to be shouting at him!

In his ears, he heard Peony’s report, yet it blew past like wind, simply unable to enter his memories. He was pondering that sensation from a second ago.

Seconds prior, his heartbeat suddenly sped up, and the blood in his veins came to an instant boil. Absent of any indication or word. However… like a wave, an intense feeling of warning was born at the bottom of his heart!

It resembled… an old tiger meeting a lion. Even if they were separated by an incalculable distance, the pheromones in the wind brought both sides unbounded exhilaration. They waited for dawn as they rested on their spears to clash in battle.

Mutual enemies? Xu Yangyi hung his eyes low and thought inwardly. The Animus Armament’s natural enemy?

Just as he raised this thought, he immediately recalled the Millennium Grudge...