The abandoned factory Kang Eun-Yeong found herself in was a structure with a huge doorway in the middle and numerous small windows on top of the said doorway. And now, blinding rays of light were bursting through those small windows.

The balaclava-wearing men started getting flustered as they yelled.

“What the hell is that?”

“Maybe the headlights of a car?”

“What? Why would anyone come to such a remote place?!”

The darkness of the night had been fairly deep, so the light coming from beyond the windows made everything seem so bright like it was the middle of a day.

“What... is that noise?” Someone asked that question, forcing everyone else to listen closely.

Vroom...

That sounded like a low, rumbling exhaust note. That alone was nothing remarkable. It was possible for someone lost to drive past this place, after all. However, the problem was that the noise was gradually getting louder with every passing second.

“Huh? Eh?”

The balaclava-wearing men fixed their gazes on the front gate. They were obviously martial artists familiar with cultivation techniques. Regular people would have needed a little more time to figure out that the engine sound was quickly getting louder and louder but not these men.

That noise was distinctively different from an unmoving car with...