"There's a very good chance!"
Ye Chen said solemnly, "The reason I kept losing battle after battle in the Lower Realm and was constantly beaten down by Qin Feng was that this man's divinations bordered on the divine. Every time, he could calculate my every move with pinpoint accuracy."
"Is he really that amazing!?"
Yi Tianji asked in disbelief. "But he's just an ordinary mortal. How could he be so outrageously powerful? Could Qin Feng have planted a spy among your people, someone who told him your every move..."
"Impossible. Absolutely impossible!"
Ye Chen cut Yi Tianji off at once, his face full of conviction. "The only person by my side is Ye Long. He and I are both descendants of the Great Yan imperial family. We aren't brothers by blood, but we're closer than brothers. He's even saved me from danger many times. How could he be a spy sent by Qin Feng!?"
"This..."
Ye Chen's halo had thoroughly muddled Yi Tianji on the spot. He had no idea which part of the story had gone wrong.
Could there really be such a remarkable person in the world, someone who could rival an immortal while still mortal!?
The scene shifted to the Qin Huai River.
Dark clouds packed the sky, and the gale howled like a wolf.
Bolts of lightning flashed as if doomsday had arrived. Enormous waves surged across the river, rising and falling like mountains as they crashed into each other with deafening roars.
Mu Xiu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in the heart of the raging river. A vast golden diagram of the heavenly stems and earthly branches shimmered around him.
"Holy crap!"
Watching Mu Xiu in the middle of the river, Ren Huan couldn't help cursing. "It's been going on for months already! When's