The full moon hung high.
The night was cold and clear.
Today's Yihe Gate was like a dead land, completely silent.
Compared to the past, even half a trace of life was absent.
But for Chen Sheng,
There was no difference.
Whether there was sound or not, he couldn't hear it.
He still maintained his divine posture.
Just lying quietly on the ground.
Thunderbolts within his body roared like raging waves, the sound faintly discernible.
Their breath was long and steady.
A gentle breeze flowed slowly through the surroundings.
Xiao Hei at his fingertips also transformed into a liquid, guarding Chen Sheng around him.
As soon as someone tried to approach,
The airflow would allow Chen Sheng to detect it the first time.
Xiao Hei would then immediately launch an attack depending on the situation.
Fortunately,
As time trickled away,
No one ever came to disturb Chen Sheng.
With nothing else to do,
His initial restlessness made his heart sink.