"Master!" In the misty fog, Qin Xi suddenly stopped and frowned.
"What?" Lord Daoist Jinghe asked without thinking.
Qin Xi sniffed the air and said, "Tiange...is probably transmitting a message."
"En?" Lord Daoist Jinghe tilted his head to one side.
Qin Xi sniffed again and finally nodded with certainty. "Right, it must be Tiange!"
Upon hearing his positive tone, Lord Daoist Jinghe was quite curious. "Is there any special means of communication between you and Tiange?"
Qin Xi answered, "Kind of. I didn't expect it to be used now. Master, we should follow this smell—Tiange must be waiting for us somewhere!"