The opponent Ling Wuyuan spoke of—the one worth paying attention to.
Without a doubt, he meant Shen Zhenhai, who was hiding in the shadows.
Actually.
At the very beginning.
Because Shen Zhenhai had not appeared anywhere near him at all.
Ling Wuyuan had not noticed that among the other contestants, there was anyone worth his attention.
At the time, according to his perception, every contestant he saw was, at most, merely [not bad], nowhere near capable of threatening him.
But as time went on.
As Shen Zhenhai remotely watched the place where Ling Wuyuan was more and more frequently.
Even though Shen Zhenhai made all kinds of preparations beforehand each time he observed Ling Wuyuan from afar, Ling Wuyuan gradually sensed that something was off and began using the [Torrent of Destiny] to calculate the other party in reverse.
Then, not long afterward.
Ling Wuyuan successfully locked onto Shen Zhenhai.
And he swiftly discovered something.
That was, relying solely on the divination methods he had mastered, he was actually unable to divine the other party's true origins or hidden secrets.
All the information he could divine consisted of false things artificially fabricated as disguises.
And such a situation.
Usually represented only one thing.
That some immensely high-level force, or some source of interference entangled with enormously significant karma, was disrupting him. Then, when he shifted his focus to the [Torrent of Destiny], attempting to forcibly peer through the other party's secrets through its effects.
Although the [Torrent of Destiny], as a reliable ability, did indeed give him some kind of feedback.
That feedback was practically no different from receiving none at all.
It was a price he currently had no ability to pay—the same as when he had been wholly unable to forcibly divine the unlocking method for that [Intelligent