"Fengming Road Number 91?"
After lowering the cordon, Lin An frowned slightly as he looked at the ruined Commercial Street beneath his feet.
According to Black Dragon, it had sensed the aura of its kind nearby at first, but it had disappeared later.
"Black Dragon, are you saying the aura can move? But not through the real world? It appears and disappears from time to time? Like it's constantly drawing closer and moving away?"
With the signboard mottled and worn, Lin An asked softly, a trace of doubt and complexity flashing through his eyes.
Fengming Road was where he had first changed his Destiny. The Doomsday Ring on his hand was at the other end of the street. Of course, it was a ruin now too, and it had been burned by a great fire. The entire teahouse had been reduced to nothing but a Roller Shutter Door crushed beneath broken bricks.
"Yes... Daddy...!"
"It's moving again!"
Fluttering its wings, Black Dragon was like a large cat that had spotted a mouse. Its cold, dark-golden vertical pupils were fixed on the ground.
Its enormous dragon head moved back and forth like a locked-on thunderbolt, following the aura it sensed.
This perception seemed to be an innate talent of its race!
It was as if something were hidden behind a black cloth. Though it could not be seen, he could still sense it moving, occasionally thrusting toward the "outside"!
That thing should be one of its kind! It could sense it too!
After hearing this, Lin An focused his perception. Unlike Black Dragon's racial talent, he sensed nothing abnormal across all of Lin Jiang City.
The neighborhood beneath his feet was even calmer.
Even when he concentrated intensely on sensing spatial fluctuations, Lin An felt that this place was as calm