At the sudden voice, Ye Han frowned. He had not expected anyone besides himself and Baleful Yin Ancestor to be here.
Ye Han turned to look, but could not locate the speaker.
This fellow is hidden deep enough that even I can't find him? My divine sense is nothing like it used to be. If he can evade its search, just how high is his cultivation?
No! If he really were in the Nascent Soul Realm, he wouldn't need to be so cautious...
Then there can only be one explanation!
Before Ye Han could think further, the speaker continued, "Fellow Daoist! Don't bother looking for me! You won't find me!"
At those words, Ye Han's divine sense abruptly trembled. A sharp surge of divine sense and spirit root power rippled outward, unleashing a piercing blue-green wave of divine sense intimidation in every direction.
Ye Han's sharp gaze immediately swept toward a small hill several hundred zhang away. He said coldly, "Fellow Daoist! No wonder you dare not come out. You're nothing but a primordial spirit!"
As he spoke, he moved, executing Cloud-Chasing Divine Steps. His figure became a streak of light as he charged up the hillside...
A gray, blood-colored light instantly whistled out from the hill, becoming a bloody streak that flew beyond the restriction. In just a few flashes, it was outside.
Ye Han did not even have time to stop him.
Just as Ye Han had suspected, this man had evaded his divine sense search not because of powerful cultivation, nor because he possessed some formidable treasure or divine ability that could block Ye Han's perception...
After all, even when Baleful Yin Ancestor, a cultivator at the middle Golden Core stage, had spied on him through the Restrictive Barrier, Ye Han had detected him. To escape his