Qiongqi's spiritual senses were heaven-shaking.
At this moment, his might was on full display.
In the Immortal-Abandoned Land.
All discussions related to him.
Could be plundered by him at will.
Hearing that some had linked his name to a yellow weasel and a yellow dog.
His brow twitched slightly.
Displeasure rose in his heart.
After all.
Because he had been gravely wounded.
And had needed to evade his enemies' pursuit.
He had taken the form of a dog.
For others to guess that he was a yellow dog turned demon.
In a certain sense.
Was not entirely wrong.
However.
As Qiongqi.
Being compared to a dog.
Who could remain unangered?
His dark green gaze froze the world.
The eight directions abruptly fell silent.
Not a single spirit remained.
Daring to recklessly discuss Qiongqi's name.
In truth.
Everyone's earlier whispers and speculations.
Had already been extremely cautious.
Much of the time.
They had been thoughts within their hearts.
Who could have expected Qiongqi's spiritual senses to be so heaven-defying? Even separated by countless mountains and rivers, he could still hear in all directions and perceive along six paths, taking in every word of everyone's discussion without missing a single detail.
At the same time.
Xiao Chen, who had surrendered control of his body.
Had condensed into a thumb-sized golden figure.
A faint soul flame wafted from his entire body.
As he lay quietly in one corner of the Sea of Consciousness's sky.
With the firmament as his blanket.
And the sea of clouds as his bed.
His consciousness was hazy.
His five senses were muddled.
At this moment.
He could still sense.
Sense everything happening outside.
Sense Qiongqi displaying his might.
Shao Wulong and Chi Lei kneeling miserably in the sky.
However.
Other than sensing.
He had almost lost every other