Ten thousand meters above the Small Temple.
Whoosh!
A stern-faced middle-aged man dressed in black brocade, with a gold-and-jade belt around his waist, flew swiftly in one direction.
His vast spiritual sense spread outward, enveloping tens of thousands of meters around him.
This middle-aged man was none other than Jiao Hong, the Soul-Severing Sect Master!
An existence at the ninth layer peak of Saint Martial Realm!
Inside the Small Temple, Qin Hao, Fang Lang, and the Cloudwing Beast all sensed Jiao Hong's mighty spiritual sense probing the area.
Their expressions changed dramatically.
Fang Lang prayed incessantly to the Four Statues of the Sun, Moon, and Stars.
It was as though relying on these Four Statues could shield them from the scrutiny of an expert at the ninth layer peak of Saint Martial Realm.
It all happened in a flash.
In the blink of an eye.
Whether Fang Lang's prayers had worked or the Four Statues possessed some special quality, no one could say.
High in the sky, Jiao Hong's figure flickered and vanished in an instant.
He had actually failed to detect Fang Lang and his two companions.
His spiritual sense soon disappeared. Sensing this, Fang Lang breathed a soft sigh of relief, lingering fear written across his face. "That was close! If we'd reacted just a little slower, someone at the ninth layer peak of Saint Martial Realm, with that level of domain comprehension, could easily have discovered our location."
"My Earth-Hiding Domain might be special, but it's only first-order, after all. Against a high-rank Saint Martial Realm grandmaster, it's as good as nonexistent."
Fang Lang gave a bitter laugh.
Qin Hao likewise exhaled softly before turning his gaze toward the Four Statues of the Sun, Moon, and Stars directly in front of Fang Lang.
Four Statues!
One was