Flying Star House
Redakteur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Under the cover of the night, Xuan Yi's figure moved forward rapidly.
He shuttled through the place like lightning.
About a hundred miles away from their camp, Xuan Yi slowed down his pace.
He spread his spiritual sense to the largest detection area he could, carefully going through each corner.
If even one disciple of the ten great Sects was not discovered by him, it would be a dead-end for Xuan Yi.
Soon, Xuan Yi discovered something different.
In front of Xuan Yi, there was a very special restriction that could suppress the spiritual sense of a cultivator. It reduced the range of the spiritual sense.
Xuan Yi entered with his sword in case a fierce beast attacked him sneakily upon entering.
However, everything was very calm. There were no signs of a riot.
Xuan Yi heaved a sigh of relief and began to search for a place that would not be easily discovered.