Before dawn, a road leading to the Lost City would appear?
Zhao Chenghuang first set aside the other information, gazing at the full moon on the horizon and sensing the changes in Lunar Power.
After the sun set and night fell, Lunar Power was at its thinnest. At midnight, Lunar Power reached its peak, then began to decline.
As spirits of the night, Night Wanderers could determine the time based on the strength of Lunar Power.
Of course, only experienced Night Wanderers could do this. They needed relevant training and had to memorize the intensity of Lunar Power at different times.
Inexperienced Night Wanderers did not possess this ability.
It was one in the morning. After sensing it for a few seconds, Zhao Chenghuang made an accurate judgment.
At that moment, he heard Yuanshi Tianzun say from nearby:
"What time is it now? I think it's two in the morning."
As expected of a rookie who had only just become a Night Wanderer. No matter how strong he was in battle, the details exposed how shallow his foundation was! Zhao Chenghuang thought.
Sun Miaomiao furrowed her delicate, pretty brows and said:
"No, no, it's eleven at night."
She had judged the strength of Lunar Power correctly. The Yin energy at eleven at night was equal to that at one in the morning, but she had gotten the direction backward. Elder Sun's training of Miaomiao was still lacking. Zhao Chenghuang shook his head.
"I think it's two in the morning," Yuan Ting said.
Ridiculous! This guy clearly hadn't spent enough time in the training camp. Zhao Chenghuang glanced at him and said in an even tone, his expression cold and proud:
"It's one in the morning."
After saying that, Zhao Chenghuang watched Yuanshi Tianzun, Sun Miaomiao, and Yuan Ting silently walk