Beneath Mountain of the Seated Immortal, Lin Bai stood in the darkness, spreading out his senses to explore the mountain.
Lin Bai discovered that several powerful experts were also hidden within Mountain of the Seated Immortal, cultivating in seclusion.
Only the mountaintop had no powerful expert cultivating in seclusion. However, from halfway up the mountain all the way to the summit, dense formations covered the area. Forget one person—even a bird could not fly through.
Just as Lin Bai was using his senses to explore Mountain of the Seated Immortal, a powerful elder's secluded residence halfway up the mountain suddenly stirred. A hellhound was lying at the entrance. Its four limbs were slender, its entire body covered in black hide. At that moment, it slightly opened its eyes, and a pair of blood-red pupils gazed into the darkness, beginning to lock onto Lin Bai's position.
"Whimper..." The Black Hide Hellhound stared toward Lin Bai's position and let out a low whine.
"What is it, Little Black?" Before long, an old man's voice came from inside the cave. The Black Hide Hellhound barked twice toward the cave, and in the next moment, a tall figure slowly walked out, looking in the direction the Black Hide Hellhound had been staring.
In an instant, the man and the dog vanished from the cave entrance. When they appeared again, they were already hidden in the darkness of a forest.
The man and the dog arrived there. The Black Hide Hellhound raised its eyes and looked around in the darkness, letting out two strange roars.
"You sensed wrong, didn't you? There's no one here."
The tall old man spread out his perception, encompassing the entire area, yet he did not sense the presence of a single martial artist.
What kind of cultivation did this old