"No problem?"
"That's right," Bailong said. "Perhaps it's the restriction left behind when he first donned the cassock, targeting only those with devious intentions."
"I see."
An Yang let out a long breath of relief.
Then, he watched as Bailong flipped his palm, causing a silver-white speck of light within it to rapidly enlarge into a washbasin-sized Sky Peering Disk: "Let me first test whether I can find him!"
He placed the purple-gold crown with its two long phoenix feathers onto the Sky Peering Disk, then brought his fingers together into a sword-finger gesture and pointed upward. The Sky Peering Disk immediately emitted a blinding silver light, and the densely packed runes and specks of light revolving across its surface seemed to instantly come alive as the entire disk began spinning at high speed around the crown.
"Boom!"
A muffled rumble echoed across the distant horizon, and An Yang instinctively turned his head to look, yet saw nothing at all.
The Sky Peering Disk was still operating, and what spun at high speed was clearly not just the simple runes on the surface; in fact, the entire disk was composed of such runes!
Time flowed away bit by bit, never stopping.
Bailong occasionally frowned slightly, sometimes stared blankly at the Sky Peering Disk, and other times exhaled in relief before repeating the process. Clearly, in a realm An Yang could not perceive, the process of the Sky Peering Disk searching for the traces of the former Great Sage Equal to Heaven was not a smooth journey.
He held his breath and concentrated, not daring to disturb Bailong.
After a long while, the light on the Sky Peering Disk flared brightly, and results finally emerged—
He saw a mass of hazy mist swirling around the Sky Peering Disk, emitting a pure,