At the very least, what could be sensed right now was the presence of mortals.
However, this was definitely abnormal. After some time had passed following the meeting, Wu Feng could no longer hold back. He manifested a clone and, through the Mirror of Contemplation, entered the city.
When Sun Wukong saw Wu Feng enter, he was surprised but delighted as well. He hurried over and walked shoulder to shoulder with Wu Feng.
"Saint, the reason I entered was that there seemed to be some kind of voice in this city calling out to me."
"Is that so? Then follow your instincts and follow that call. Take me there to have a look."
Wu Feng spoke calmly.
"Sure thing."
Sun Wukong led the way. After walking for a quarter of an hour, the two finally arrived at a residence.
The residence looked no different from an ordinary mortal official's manor. There were stone lions at the entrance, along with servants standing guard.
The arrival of Wu Feng and Sun Wukong terrified the servants. They scrambled inside in a panic.
Soon, in less than five minutes, a pale-faced young man walked out.
The young man glanced at Sun Wukong in terror, then cupped his hands toward Wu Feng and said with a tremble, "May I ask what brings this Daoist Master to my Yang family?"
Wu Feng frowned and studied the man several times. He could sense some kind of aura on him.
After carefully distinguishing it, Wu Feng's eyes widened. He went straight over and subdued the man in an instant.
After subduing the weak-looking man, Wu Feng called to Sun Wukong and walked toward the main gate.
Many servants rushed out of the residence and fearfully attacked Wu Feng and Sun Wukong.
Of course, it was completely useless. After