Who was he?
A Celestial Goat Believer?
Qingying swiftly steadied her emotions and pondered in secret. Among the disciples of gods and devils, not many could reach such speed.
Combined with the bursts of mist-spraying sounds, a jaw-dropping answer emerged.
This person was a Ninth Rank God—Immortal Sheep's disciple!
Cheng Xin?
No, how could it be Senior Cheng?
Judging by this mysterious person's voice, he was clearly a young man.
Qingying clutched the artifact, the Listening Rain Umbrella, tightly in one hand while reaching toward the invisible youth with the other.
Slap!
To her surprise, an equally invisible ribbon precisely wrapped around the woman's wrist and pulled her hand away, refusing to let her touch its Master.
It was downright overbearing.
Its Master could have an arm around her waist.
But she could not touch him!
Qingying naturally realized that what had stopped her was an artifact, and one very well concealed at that.
She had clearly come into contact with it, yet she could not sense its existence at all.
Since she had decided that the mysterious youth was a Celestial Goat Believer, she did not take the invisibility technique for a divine art, instead assuming it was the effect of some artifact.
Qingying's expression was complicated as she bit her lower lip.
She truly did not know just how powerful this mysterious compatriot was.
Just as her thoughts churned, she suddenly felt herself flying backward. She immediately opened her Oil Paper Umbrella, adjusted her posture, and landed steadily on both feet.
Whoosh~~~
Within the thick Mist Sea, Qingying slid backward all the way, stirring layer upon layer of gray fog.
"Hello?" She looked around and called out.
Rumble!
From the distant skies came the terrifying sounds of gods clashing.
The earth-shaking collisions only made the patch of heaven