Pei Xuanjing looked at the other party with furrowed brows, rapidly recalling in his mind the information about the experts entering the forbidden place and blessed land provided by Guji, trying to figure out the origin of the woman in front of him.
He couldn't help but be wary. With his own strength as a fourth-grade martial artist, he had already reached the realm of 'sensing the wind before it blows.' At least within a range of fifty meters, he could perceive every move.
Even if he was just too immersed in thought, it is not possible for an ordinary martial artist to get close to him, only about fifteen meters away, and he only noticed her when she spoke out.
This is not reasonable.
So, there is only one explanation, she is also a fellow fourth-grade martial artist, or she has practiced a secret method of concealing her presence.