The two were evenly matched after more than a thousand attacks of spiritual sense, and neither had suffered so much as a scratch.
Young Master Xu said, "This is bad. That sly Yun is wearing down your spiritual sense. He's a Yang Venerable, with spiritual sense far deeper than yours. You're no match for him."
Xu Yi had realized that long ago.
When it came to spiritual sense, both he and Yun Zhongge were at the fourth rank.
Having refined the meaning of utmost sorrow, he used the Heavenly Spear Technique to counter Yun Zhongge's many wondrous spiritual-sense arts without falling behind in the slightest.
Yun Zhongge knew he couldn't break through Xu Yi's defenses, yet he kept attacking relentlessly. His intention was obvious.
Xu Yi's fourth-rank spiritual sense was nowhere near as deep as a Yang Venerable's. If the fight dragged on, he would inevitably be depleted. And once that happened, the outcome went without saying.
After trading several hundred more spiritual-sense attacks, Xu Yi's thoughts raced, and he quickly came up with a plan.
He gripped the Spiritual Connection Jade and sent over a thought.
Young Master Xu called out, "Xu Yi, leave that insignificant ant, Yun, to you. I'm going to look around somewhere else. Find me on your own later."
With that, Young Master Xu leisurely set off, using his movement technique to dart into the distance.
Yun Zhongge grew anxious. How could he fail to see that the two were up to something? But he would never let Young Master Xu simply leave.
First, the bloodline trace Young Master Xu had left elsewhere had been used repeatedly in a short time, and its pull had grown extremely faint. If he used it again, the search would be far less accurate.
Second, they had already entered