“Tell me honestly, Einen, am I being paranoid?” Hadjar whispered in his friend’s ear.
The islander looked at the examiner.
“I’m usually the paranoid one of the two of us,” the islander replied. “However, right now, whatever you’re feeling, we should be careful. This place is full of incredible opportunities, but a quick death is inevitable if we get careless.”
Hadjar nodded. Since ancient times, the capital of the Empire had attracted many adventurers, mercenaries… Those who, like the two friends, had tried to progress further along the path of cultivation. Many people flocked to Dahanatan. They were all wildly different, but united by one common feature — most of them disappeared without a trace.
The new ordinary disciples passed through the stone archway. It took their breath away. A
