Chu Tiankuo's gaze settled in Yi Yang's direction and lingered for two breaths.
Everyone present noticed Chu Tiankuo's unusual behavior, and the seventy or eighty people inside the tent followed his gaze, their eyes falling in unison on the area where Yi Yang sat.
The smile froze on Luo Kaishan's face beside Yi Yang, and his hands began trembling uncontrollably. Nearby, Xie Yungui paused as he set down his teacup, his brows drawing together.
The few Heaven Patrol Office martial artists beside Xie Yungui exchanged bewildered looks, unsure why this enforcement elder of the Heavenly Heart Sect was staring at insignificant figures like them.
Yi Yang held his teacup without moving. Though the hairs on his back stood on end, his expression remained composed, betraying nothing.
He could feel Chu Tiankuo probing in his direction. That powerful perception left his concealment nowhere to hide.
Although Yi Yang had used the Concealed Breath Formless Art to suppress most of his cultivation, Chu Tiankuo had reached Profound Connection Perfection, two major realms above Han Ji.
Fooling someone in the True Astral Realm was more than easy enough, and deceiving someone at early Profound Connection was no problem either. But deceiving a Profound Connection Perfection expert on the Hidden Dragon Ranking-
Yi Yang knew full well that would be extremely difficult.
Chu Tiankuo frowned. He said nothing, but his thoughts stirred. Just now, he had habitually swept his perception over everyone below him to check their cultivation.
Late True Astral, True Astral Perfection, late True Astral... Most of their strength posed no issue and matched their standing.
But when he scanned Yi Yang's direction, he caught a clue. Amid that group of unremarkable True Astral Realm martial artists lurked a deliberately suppressed fluctuation.
One of them outwardly gave off the aura of late