524 Long Seclusion

A couple breaths later, the entire main headquarters of the Iron Blood Religion had been scanned by Dao Sovereign Baiyun’s spiritual sense.

Within the main headquarters, all the members of the Iron Blood Religion felt a powerful mental energy pass over them, and the pressure made them unable to breathe.

This was Dao Sovereign Baiyun doing his best to locate Zhao Feng short of using his full strength, otherwise some of the weaker True Spirit Realm cultivators would be coughing out blood.

“Senior, Zhao Feng really isn’t here. He’s gone out a while ago and no one knows where he’s headed.”

Tiemo shook his head and sighed.

He still remembered the scene of the little thieving cat flipping its coins while sitting on Zhao Feng’s shoulder as he left.

However, it was obvious that Dao Sovereign Baiyun didn’t really believe him, or else he wouldn’t have spread his spiritual sense around the entire headquarters.