Fang Che stopped on Chaotic Stone Mountain.
He sensed the meticulous spiritual power ahead, and his gaze grew grave.
After filling the void for a while, the spiritual power slowly returned to nothingness. But Fang Che could clearly sense that it was still there—only much subtler.
Moreover, it seemed that two different people had taken over.
"Whose people are they?"
Fang Che thought tensely.
This method of control could only exist among peak experts.
Under normal circumstances, ordinary Saint Venerables and Saint Lords who had not reached this level of cultivation would not even notice such a trap. They would simply walk into it, confused, and be captured or killed.
That was why these people acted without restraint.
Because the Night Demon was only at the Saint Venerable level. No matter how far beyond his grade his combat power might be, his spiritual power absolutely could not surpass his grade!
That was the consensus of the world.
It was also an innate limitation of martial arts.
But the strange thing about the world was precisely this: no one knew what level Fang Che's divine sense had reached.
His divine sense had always been powerful. After awakening his past wisdom, it had become several times stronger than an ordinary person's. Then he had completely devoured the Dream Demon and the Blood Devil, received the support of several pieces of Divine Phaseless Jade, and gained various enhancements from the little things in his spatial realm.
After piling up all kinds of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, Fang Che's divine sense alone was now no weaker than anyone else's in this world!
He had discovered it in advance.
To Fang Che, an ambush like this was practically an open hand.
Fang Che understood that this ambush did not mean his movements had been