The two silently used Synesthesia for a while. Ke Meng sensed nothing. There was nothing ahead of them, not even a trace left behind.
Having just used a Zero-Level Item, Flaming Man also had exceptionally keen Spiritual Perception. His expression shifted, and he immediately pulled Ke Meng out of the quarantined area.
"What's wrong?" Ke Meng had sensed nothing at all.
"It feels like something once watched this place, but its presence has grown very faint," Flaming Man said with a frown.
A hint of surprise crossed Ke Meng's face. "What? Something like that happened?"
"I didn't sense it," Ke Meng said, puzzled.
In truth, Ke Meng was very surprised.
He really had not detected any other presence. If there had to be one, it might have been the trace left by Cthulhu watching in secret.
But ordinary people could hardly detect it. Those who did were already abnormal, plunged into utter madness, their spirituality pushed beyond human limits.
"Normally, I wouldn't sense it either. But the heart flame burned away everything in that space, leaving a similar feeling in the void. It's very faint. Some unknown existence must have watched that place before, and for quite a long time," Flaming Man murmured.
He could even sense that?
Ke Meng wanted to go back and feel it again. Was it because that presence was his own that his brain had failed to notice it?
For example, someone with strong body odor might not think he smelled, while everyone else could tell that he really stank.
Ke Meng suspected he had grown accustomed to his own presence and simply failed to detect it.
"Don't go. It isn't safe over there. Wait for it to heal on its own." Flaming Man stopped Ke Meng from returning to that space.
"Space can heal?"