His steel force realm perception instantly pierced the tightly sealed canvas, clearly revealing three figures lying motionless inside the carriage: two men and a woman.
Their breathing showed no irregularities, they never stirred or turned over, and there were no fluctuations from dreaming.
They were neither dozing nor sound asleep.
They were in a deep coma, as rigid as corpses!
Their consciousness had fallen utterly silent, and even their vitality had been brutally suppressed by some unknown means. This coma was nothing like fainting from exhaustion or a drug-induced sleep.
Lin Fan had heard countless rumors and knew the various methods martial artists employed. He could tell at a glance-
Demonic Path methods had been used to forcibly seal their consciousness, plunging them into a deep coma.
Moreover, all three unconscious people were martial artists: two in the sinew tempering realm and one in the skin tempering realm.
In broad daylight on an official road, an ordinary coachman was driving a carriage with three deeply unconscious martial artists hidden inside. Everything about it was suspicious.
Intense curiosity instantly rose in Lin Fan's heart.
He gave nothing away, his expression as calm as ever. He neither stepped forward to stop the carriage nor called out to question the driver, appearing to be nothing more than an ordinary passerby.
He let the black-canopied carriage roll slowly onward.
Once the carriage had traveled several hundred yards away, Lin Fan gently drew in his reins and turned his horse around. Relying on the formidable perception of the steel force realm, which reached dozens of miles, he followed far behind the carriage like a soundless, invisible breeze.
The carriage never stopped, traveling day and night for more than another full day.
It passed villages, towns, and cities along the way without ever pausing, heading straight