Deep River!
The Kunpeng Blood Demon Beast, which had intercepted all the precious herbs from the Third Mist and was rapidly digesting them, suddenly opened its eyes.
It was over one hundred and fifty meters long, with a width nearing thirty-five meters.
In its Kun form beneath the water, it resembled a whale.
There were three pairs of eyes along its cheeks, six in all, glowing blood-red. In the lightless Deep River, they were like six great lanterns.
Its gaze was savagely ferocious, yet it held a trace of cunning.
Without any visible movement, a flash of blue light burst from its fin-like appendages.
Like sonar, it spread outward in every direction with the beast at its center.
This was not sound, but its divine sense exploding outward in a highly peculiar manner as though it were sound. Yet there was not the slightest ripple in reality, and once the glow traveled a certain distance, it swiftly dimmed as if it had vanished.
But it had not truly disappeared. It simply could no longer be seen or detected.
This was the unique divine ability of this Kunpeng Blood Demon Beast. It had used this very method to lock onto Eight-Thousand-Foot Mountain and Li Su earlier.
Its range was terrifyingly vast.
When it first emerged, Li Su had been even farther away than Eight-Thousand-Foot Mountain, and he had been within the forest, his body almost completely obscured.
Even so, it had still found and detected him.
Of course, this was also because Li Su had been unprepared. By the time he realized what was happening, the divine sense had already swept across his body.
In an instant, the entire Endless Riverbed—even the four major tributaries extending from it—was swiftly penetrated by that blue light. Countless images appeared directly in its mind