"Huh, where did that bastard go? Was he eaten by a demon beast, or is he hiding somewhere?" In less than a hundred breaths, an illusion arrived where Ye Zhen had just disappeared.
The person who came was none other than Yang Zhengxi, who was pursuing Ye Zhen all along, now with a face full of suspicion.
Yang Zhengxi moved like lightning, quickly circling within a thousand-meter radius. His gaze even reached several miles away—in the forest, that is. Otherwise, with his powerful Eye Power and Spirit Perception, every blade of grass and tree within twenty miles wouldn't escape his observation.
"There are no traces of a fight, nor signs of any powerful demon beasts appearing; he wasn't eaten by a demon beast. That means he's hiding!"
"Tortoise Breath Technique?"
Suddenly, Yang Zhengxi let out a cold laugh.
With a thought, a vast blue palm imprint shot out from behind his head, instantly expanding to cover an area of one acre before slamming down with a thunderous crash!
