In an instant, the clash of top-tier Quasi-Saints across the distance set off towering waves in the Sea of Yin Qi. The Sea of Yin Qi across tens of thousands of miles was thrown skyward like high walls, then crashed heavily back down with an incomparably muffled echo.
Yet after a single exchange, the two men each withdrew their force, with no further action.
That strike had merely been a mutual probe, not a full-force battle.
Once the aftershocks dispersed, Nether River Patriarch, carrying the twin swords Avici and Yuantu upon his back, revealed himself beside Patriarch Kunpeng. His gaze fell toward Yang Pass as he spoke mildly.
"Yang Jian's cultivation has advanced again. I merely took a glance earlier, yet he detected it. I fear our operation in a few days will be difficult to conceal from Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye."
Patriarch Kunpeng did not take this to heart and shook his head.
"Over the years, I have repeatedly spied upon Yang Pass. Yang Jian, Zhenyuanzi, Maitreya, and others have noticed me once or twice during that time."
"But in the end, they could do nothing to me. They would only assume that I was continually probing Yang Pass's defensive arrangements."
"From that fleeting glimpse just now, I noticed that Yang Pass's defenses have not been deliberately strengthened because of this."
A sharp gleam flashed through his eyes.
"They have likely begun to lower their guard, treating it as nothing out of the ordinary."
Patriarch Kunpeng tilted his head slightly and looked toward Nether River Patriarch.
"There are ultimately only so many Great Luo and Quasi-Saints atop Yang Pass. Most of them have likely ventured deep into the Sea of Yin Qi as usual to hunt the experts of our Nether World."
"And my plan is to make the