With Mingwei's abilities, finding the target by following this Divine Sense was as easy as turning over her hand.
The instant she disappeared, she had already determined the direction.
When Zhao Wuyi's Divine Sense swept over Mingwei and the others, he naturally discovered the outsiders as well.
The moment he noticed them, he felt a spatial fluctuation descend from above his head!
"Buzz!"
"That was fast?" Shock appeared on Zhao Wuyi's face.
Mingwei stood ramrod straight in midair, looking down at Zhao Wuyi below. With a cold laugh, she said, "You... are the so-called Saint, right?"
Mingwei had not used her aura to pressure him.
Yet the aura unconsciously radiating from her still brought Zhao Wuyi immense pressure.
This pressure was many times stronger than Old Hu's!
An ordinary True God would only feel that this woman was formidable. Precisely because Zhao Wuyi was a Saint, he could sense the woman's terror even more keenly!
"I am Zhao Wuyi," Zhao Wuyi said with cupped hands, humility on his face.
He kept warning himself that no matter what, he must not provoke the woman before him.
Mingwei gave him a faint, indifferent glance. Then, with a light point of her finger, a Seven-Colored Ring enveloped Zhao Wuyi.
"Whoosh—"
Zhao Wuyi then felt the space around him lock down, and his entire body was dragged involuntarily into the Space Channel by Mingwei.
Within the green star at the top of the Great Extreme Cosmos...
Dongfang Chun Jun and Mu Haiji wore extremely solemn expressions. Through a wisp of soul attached to Zhao Wuyi, they had already seen Mingwei.
"Old Hu, do you know this woman?" Dongfang Chun Jun asked.
With their souls attached to Zhao Wuyi, they could also share his sensations. The pressure Mingwei exerted was simply too strong!
"I don't