Though Gui Yan was examining the corpse, he knew perfectly well that with Madame Yellow Springs's methods, once she had chosen to blow the head apart, every clue would have been thoroughly severed, leaving no one any opportunity.
Thus, although he inspected the lingering traces of aura, most of his attention flowed out with his demonic consciousness, forming a vast sweep across an area of over a hundred li, probing every movement of the living creatures nearby. Combined with his surging demonic might, even the slightest change in the smallest branch or leaf could not escape his notice.
Within and beyond the marketplace, negative emotions such as panic and terror had merged into a raging torrent, forming a dark-hued backdrop. Any reaction that stood apart from it was like a dazzling light, drawing his attention.
That was why he sensed Ye Chi's precise location. Beside her was another, weaker yet equally composed presence.
Other than that, there was only chaos.
Knowing there were no more clues to be found, Gui Yan snorted, rose to his feet, and walked straight toward Ye Chi. Yet after only a few steps, Ye Chi seemed to have sensed something as well. She suddenly moved from stillness to motion, flew into the air, and fled into the distance.
This damned reputation...
Gui Yan was truly helpless. Yet at that moment, the weaker presence actually began approaching him of its own accord.
Only then did Gui Yan realize that this was an old acquaintance?
Surprised, he pondered as he took a few more steps forward, then heard someone call out brightly ahead:
"Devil Lord, please stay."
Gui Yan actually stopped. His eerie green gaze swept over the arrival, confirming their identity. In his eyes, this was someone utterly as incompatible with the present surroundings as wind