Xiang Yu's eyes widened in shock as the Core Formation expert pinpointed his location instantly. The cultivator's methods were clearly beyond ordinary tracking techniques. Before Xiang Yu could formulate an escape plan, the expert materialized directly in front of him, moving with such blinding speed that Xiang Yu's eyes could barely follow.
Instinctively, Xiang Yu began trembling, adopting his practiced facade of terror—but the Core Formation cultivator wasn't deceived. The man drew back his massive fist, the air itself seeming to compress around his knuckles as he prepared to strike.
"Your qi sense is all over the place, yet you pretend to be a mortal," the man declared, his voice filled with contempt.
