Even if Lin Zichen was far away, so far beyond the range of spiritual perception, he could, at any time and with a single thought, tear through the void and appear before Lin Zichen.
"His affinity with water is outstanding; he's descended over a hundred thousand meters and yet his speed shows no sign of slowing..."
"His ability to conceal his presence is equally impressive; it's now almost impossible to sense his aura..."
"Hmm?"
"Why has he suddenly stopped?"
"Has he realized the reality and given up escaping?"
The Night King sensed that Lin Zichen had suddenly stopped after descending to a depth of one hundred and thirty thousand meters, filling his heart with confusion, not understanding what was going on.
He waited quietly for a while, and seeing that Lin Zichen had no intention of continuing his descent, stopped observing and raised his hand to tear a huge rift at his side, ready to step through the void and descend before Lin Zichen.