His gaze was grave as he looked toward the empty arena.
Isabel, standing to the side, nodded lightly, a hint of apprehension on her stunning face.
Naraku, however, remained silent, his sharp gaze fixed on the entrance.
As they chatted, the air suddenly seemed to thicken.
An invisible and heart-stopping baleful aura began to permeate the area.
Blood Slaughter Barton was here.
He made no superfluous movements, simply teleporting in quietly to stand in a corner of the preparation area.
He wore a simple black combat suit, unadorned by any finery. Only the baleful aura coiled around him.
His arrival instantly hushed the surrounding discussions.
Countless gazes, filled with awe and admiration, fell upon him.
Li Wen, too, locked his gaze firmly on Barton.
His keen Perception Power clearly sensed that Barton's baleful aura had grown even thicker since their last encounter.
Barton seemed accustomed to such scrutiny, completely ignoring the gazes from his surroundings.
