Shi Yong enhanced the power of Buddha-Heart Clarity, sweeping over every inch of the Lingshan front line and its vast rear again and again, tirelessly.
As time passed, Shi Yong's expression grew increasingly unsightly.
He had discovered no abnormalities, yet the expenditure was somewhat terrifying.
At the Lingshan front line, countless figures hovered in the air, their eyes carrying a hint of excitement.
"It's Zen Master Shi Yong! This is Buddha-Heart Clarity!"
"When will this poor monk ever be able to come into contact with such a powerful Divine Power?"
"Too terrifying. I feel as though I have no secrets whatsoever."
"Amitābha. Before Buddha-Heart Clarity, every conspiracy will have nowhere to hide."
"Everyone, prepare yourselves. No matter what Demons, Fiends, or Specters lie behind our lines, they will be dragged out today."
After the initial shock, cheers erupted across the Lingshan front line. They all believed that the existence stirring up this disturbance was about to meet its end.
But as time went by, their expressions gradually changed.
"Amitābha, no way? Buddha-Heart Clarity's scan still hasn't ended?"
"This... could it be that even Zen Master Shi Yong cannot drag out the one responsible?"
"How is that possible? Could it be an existence at the Near Dao Earth Immortal level?"
"Shut up! Would a Near Dao Earth Immortal need to target a few Dead Stage disciples?"
Noisy discussions began to spread.
Most living beings still hoped that Shi Yong could uncover the true culprit.
But the longer time passed, the more that feeling of being watched faded, and they still received no news.
The hearts of some higher-ups at the Lingshan front line sank.
At the barrier, the boiling Buddha Light slowly receded, and the Eight-Faced Buddha's figure gradually faded as well.
"What a pity!"
Ai Kui laughed inexplicably, somewhat helplessly.