"Yes, Senior Brother Yue. If he had mingled among the crowds in the first three layers, where there were too many eyes, that would have been troublesome." A tall, thin disciple beside him looked at Yue Qianshan.
"Now he thinks himself clever and keeps venturing deeper into the desolate depths of Kun Abyss for the trial rankings... Heh heh, it has made our next arrangements much simpler."
With a wave of Yue Qianshan's hand, the three figures once more turned into faint phantoms and entered the Space Whirlpool leading to the fifth layer of Kun Abyss one after another.
Just after the three stalkers vanished completely into the whirlpool, the air on a rock wall barely a dozen-odd zhang from where they had stood rippled slightly.
The next instant, a graceful figure clad in a flowing aqua-blue gown emerged soundlessly, as though a reflection in water had solidified. Yet she radiated a biting chill.
It was Cao Feiyu!
Her face was veiled in frost that could not be melted away. Her beautiful eyes were as cold as ten-thousand-year profound ice as she stared fixedly at the still-spinning Space Whirlpool before her and the empty rocky ground beside it.
Her divine sense was extraordinarily powerful. Though those three had used an exquisite concealment technique, before a Great Cang Realm expert like her, there was nowhere for them to hide.
She had long known that this Kunyuan Trial would certainly bring other troubles upon Chen Fei.
The interests tied to Chen Fei were simply too immense for quite a few Fifteenth Order cultivators. Thus, not long after Chen Fei left Emerald Screen Peak, she had quietly followed him, relying on her Great Cang Realm cultivation and command over space to trail far behind.
Without further hesitation, Cao Feiyu moved, transforming into an