Liu Ming instantly infused his magic power into his eyes, and lifting his head with a focused gaze, he could then clearly see that the silver light streak was in fact a two-to-three zhang-long silver shuttle.
A plainly dressed figure, resembling a farmer, stood on the silver shuttle.
Once Liu Ming recognized the figure, his expression changed dramatically—it was Peng Yue, with whom he had dealt before.
Before entering the secret realm, he had noticed that this young man was one of the disciples selected by the Tiangong Sect to participate, but he had not expected him to be the first acquaintance he would encounter in the secret realm.
Although Liu Ming recognized Peng Yue, the latter, with a grave expression on his face, was desperately maneuvering the spiritual tool to flee and had not yet noticed there were other people below him.
Liu Ming was initially puzzled, but a moment later, a flash of realization crossed his eyes.