Before he had clashed with it just now, Chen Fei probably would not have been able to detect this power.
But after Chen Fei had shattered its dreamscape and grasped the characteristics of its dream power, he could now sense it clearly when he looked again.
Chen Fei looked at the ship beneath his feet, then turned his gaze toward Zheng Chuanwen in the distance. Zheng Chuanwen's expression was somewhat strange as he stared at Chen Fei in bewilderment.
A faint smile appeared on Chen Fei's face as the doubts in his heart gradually unraveled.
Originally, Chen Fei had sensed this ship because the aura of that demon had lingered upon it. He had thought the ship was simply unlucky enough to have caught the demon's attention.
Only now did Chen Fei understand that this had nothing to do with luck. The problem lay entirely with the ship itself.
Put simply, aside from the Zheng Family members, everyone else had been marked as food from the moment they boarded this ship—food for that demon.
This ship was not taking people across the mist at all. It was plainly delivering them to that demon as a meal.
Without this ship serving as a marker, no matter how miraculous the demon's dream power was, it could never have located the people aboard this vessel amid the vast sea.
How powerful would one's Spiritual Power have to be to cover a range of several hundred miles? That was far too absurd. If it truly possessed Spiritual Power of that magnitude, the first thing Chen Fei would do was flee at once, without the slightest hesitation.
When Zheng Chuanwen met Chen Fei's gaze, he inexplicably became nervous, as though some secret of his had been seen through by Chen Fei.
"Sir, how did you