"Oh? So only you're allowed to lie in ambush and hurt people, but when it's your turn to be ambushed, you suddenly know what fear feels like?"
Ambushed again, everyone naturally felt their hearts tighten.
Wen Rongxue and Jia Jinfeng were especially alarmed. Even after releasing their divine senses, neither Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator could locate where the hidden attacker was.
Mo Chen was somewhat rattled too, but he knew he must never lose his composure, so he forced himself to remain calm.
Strange.
The Divine Sense Flame seemed unusable again.
Ever since his attempt at Foundation Establishment beside the Cotton-Scent Pool, a wisp of flame had inexplicably appeared in Mo Chen's mind.
And it did not look like a third wisp of Divine Fire.
After all, Divine Fire could not warn him of danger or point out directions.
It was thanks to the Divine Sense Flame that Mo Chen had sensed where Jia Jinfeng was hiding despite his concealed aura, then thrown Talismans at him.
The strange flame in his mind had suddenly brightened, and Mo Chen had abruptly been able to see Jia Jinfeng's figure.
Only now, it seemed to have stopped working again.
Mo Chen had a guess.
Perhaps, just as casting spells consumed dharma power, the flame in his sea of consciousness could see through invisibility and similar spells only by consuming something. He simply did not know what that was yet.
Seeing that Mo Chen and the others remained on guard, the hidden cultivator knew he had not been discovered, so he pressed closer.
"Fellow Daoist, such filthy, sordid behavior earns nothing but contempt. Why not come out openly? Everything can be discussed."
Holding Zhen Yulu in his arms, Jia Jinfeng shielded the others behind him.
The ambusher sneered at this. "Just as I thought—a