Somehow, Han Sen's Aero activated. He felt incredibly light, as if he could shoot off into the skies at any given moment.
As Han Sen continued his observation of the birds, he suddenly heard a rumble. He turned around and saw a wall on the left side of the hall rise up. Inside, there was a room.
A three-meter-tall spirit was standing inside, and just a mere glance was all it took to recognize how monstrously powerful he was.
He possessed three eyes, all of which gleamed silver like the spirit's hair. They looked alive and dripped with excitement.
"A hundred-thousand-years. I, Xie Qing, am free once more!" He wasted no time, calling out at the top of his lungs. He was oozing a fever-like excitement.
Han Sen watched the spirit with great surprise.
When he arrived there, his Dongxuan Aura had been unavailable. As such, he had been unable to detect the presence of the spirit.