His Soul probe was not all that precise.
After all, the gap between his Soul Realm and the Heavenly Martial Realm Ninth Level or Heavenly Martial Realm peak was not particularly large. If Zhu Kai and Wang Tong could not detect them, the only reason he had was that he was more focused than the others.
Of course, he had only sensed it for a moment just now, and then that feeling vanished.
Yang Chen would not take it for an illusion.
The only explanation was that those people were highly skilled at disguising themselves. The instant he noticed them, they immediately reacted and hid themselves even deeper.
That was why Yang Chen hoped the Seven-Colored Peacock could make a move.
For a thousand-year-old demon beast at the Heavenly Martial Realm peak, with one foot already across the threshold of the Spirit Disk Stage, its attainments in the soul were certainly a notch above his and those of ordinary Heavenly Martial Realm experts.
However, Caiyi clearly had no intention of acting. He said gloomily, "Why haven't you let me out yet?"
"Senior Caiyi, now is not the time to let you out. Don't worry. There will be a chance for you to display your divine might later. For now, please help us first." Yang Chen smiled bitterly.
"Hmph, I'll take a look." The Seven-Colored Peacock's soul instantly spread outward.
As it spread out, the Seven-Colored Peacock's expression changed slightly. "There are roughly more than twenty experts around you, all between the Heavenly Martial Realm Ninth Level and Heavenly Martial Realm peak. They are wearing brilliant golden armor, the same attire as the last batch of people who entered the Pingyang Mountain Range with you. Oh, right. What were they called? The imperial family?"
"The imperial family." Yang Chen's heart skipped