But just then, as he was just letting go of this strange feeling of being spied upon, he suddenly heard Jun Ci, who was leaning against him, say something.
"Duan Chen, do you feel like something is watching us?"
Hearing Jun Ci's words, Duan Chen suddenly realized that his feeling just now was definitely not wrong.
The man hidden in the void suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and quickly clenched his fists.
Impossible, his talent had never failed him before.
He could never be discovered.
Relying on this talent.
He didn't know how many people he had ambushed.
How could he be discovered!?
Duan Chen sighed slightly, "Perhaps you are mistaken."
The man hidden in the void suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
A somewhat triumphant smile appeared on his face.
He knew it, no one could see through his disguise, and no one could pinpoint his location.
However, just as the man was thinking this, he suddenly felt a cold light coming towards him with a sharp whistling sound.
Almost instinctively, he used his talent, jumped out of the space he had dissected, and scrambled out of it.
The next second, that sword light directly pierced into his tiny sleeping space, turning it upside down.
And two shadows fell from above his head.
Duan Chen and Jun Ci both looked down at the man.
In Duan Chen's hand, he didn't know when a mace had appeared.
This mace was, of course, fake.
He didn't know when he had stuffed it into his spatial ring.
But it looked very imposing.
He held the thinner end, and the thicker end kept tapping on his hand, looking like a bandit leader.
A somewhat wicked smile appeared on Duan Chen's lips, "Speak, will you tell us yourself, or will we make you tell us?"
At this moment, the man who could turn invisible could no longer deceive himself; he had indeed been caught.
He didn't know what kind of talent these two possessed to see through his invincible talent.
He sighed and accepted his fate.
However, before accepting his fate, the man wanted to struggle a bit more.
He looked at Duan Chen pleadingly, trying to entice him with his tone, "If I say I was just here to watch the excitement, would you believe me?"
As he said this, the man who could break through the air felt a pang of guilt.
Because it was obvious that he himself didn't quite believe it.
Duan Chen certainly wouldn't believe it.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you take me for a thirteen-year-old idiot? Spit it out quickly!"
The man who could break through the air flinched backward slightly, then slowly told Duan Chen what had happened here.
As Duan Chen listened, he felt that the events here were increasingly dramatic.
It turned out that this was indeed a death arena, or rather, a trial stage.
Only those who survived were qualified to leave.
Those who died were truly dead and would be of no use whatsoever.
The man who could break through the air pleaded with some guilt, "Big brothers, I really haven't done anything yet. Please spare me for the sake of my elderly parents and young children. I promise I will never target you again."
However, he did not expect that Jun Ci was not too concerned about this matter, thinking that it was fine whether Duan Chen killed him or let him go.
But as Duan Chen looked at the man before him, his heart suddenly moved, and he asked, "Can you distinguish between anomalous objects?"
Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment, then nodded somewhat awkwardly. It was not a secret to him, and it might even be a bargaining chip for him.
"I can indeed distinguish between anomalous objects, but I think this ability has started to deceive me."
"Because I analyzed that this arena was completely safe, otherwise why would I have come here?"
"But I hadn't been here for long before everything here suddenly changed. First, weeds grew, then trees withered, and everything became desolate."
"In the end, only this bare platform was left."
Duan Chen had some thoughts and plans in his mind, but he couldn't piece them together.
His eyes were dark and bright, and he looked at the man who was shrinking his neck, "Do you know how many people have to be killed to leave here?"
Hearing this question, instead of wanting to snatch his pet ring, the man felt a great sense of relief and quickly nodded, then held up a few fingers.
Twenty-three thousand one hundred and eleven.
This was the number of humanoid creatures on this natural arena.
This was the number the man had counted several times.
The man was very confident, and he patted his chest, saying, "I remember most of these things."
"Each of you only needs to kill ten people, and you will be able to leave."
"You will be teleported away directly." The man did not say this last sentence.
Because what he didn't say was that if they were sent away, the place they were teleported to might be uncertain...
It could be a dangerous place, or it could be a place with all sorts of treasures. In short, it was all a matter of luck.
Of course, he wouldn't hold a grudge; he held a deep grudge!
So he deliberately pointed the wrong way, but mixed in correct information with the wrong routes, so that almost no one would notice.
Duan Chen nodded slightly and looked at the puppets on the stage. There was no rule here specifying whether to kill puppets or people.
This was not a difficult task.
He and Jun Ci exchanged a look and voluntarily activated their talents.
When the man saw this, a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.
He had misjudged them this time.
He didn't expect these to be elite agents as well.
If he had known, he wouldn't have held onto those fools; what a waste of his time.
Almost instinctively, he touched something around his neck.
It was this small movement that successfully attracted Duan Chen's attention, as small movements were usually very noticeable.
Duan Chen's tone became somewhat menacing, "What are you hiding? Take it out and let me see?"
The man naturally didn't want to remove the necklace from his neck, but Duan Chen forcefully snatched it away and even erased his contract.
Duan Chen instinctively used his spiritual power and discovered that there was a rather large space inside...
Seeing this space, instead of being happy, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes in anger, and glared fiercely at the man with his head bowed.