After entering the Military Command Hall, Xu Yuan unconsciously frowned. He sensed some strange residual Source Qi fluctuations here.
They were very faint, flickering in and out like fireflies in the night beneath the markings' perception.
Nor did they seem to be the fluctuations of an array. Rather, it seemed someone had cast a spell in here.
Theoretically, the Military Command Hall counted as the safest place in the Western Pacification Prefecture offices right now. It was clearly unreasonable for someone to be circulating their cultivation and casting spells here.
When facing a sect Sage, one wrong move meant losing the entire game.
And so, Tianyuan's disappearance and that Sage surnamed Wen who had never shown himself had kept Xu Yuan in a state where every blade of grass and tree looked like an enemy.
Standing at the doorway, he carefully sensed it for a moment. Judging from these residual traces of the spell, it seemed to be a minor wind-type technique.
It probably wasn't his good bro's doing. His military formation cultivation art contained none of the five-element spells. But in his memories, the Great Desert Goddess happened to be a wind-element BOSS.
"What are you standing in the doorway for?"
Li Junwu's puzzled voice came from behind him. "Why aren't you going in?"
Without answering in a hurry, his Qi sense swept across every corner of the Military Command Hall. Yet he saw only Jia Yi sitting quietly cross-legged in the inner hall, seemingly cultivating.
Xu Yuan slowly turned back and asked with a frown, "Were you in the Military Command Hall with Jia Yi the whole time just now?"
"Huh?"
Li Junwu froze. "Y-yes. What's wrong?"
After pondering for a moment, Xu Yuan said softly, "Jia Yi used a spell to clear away some smells in the