This wisp of strange aura was contained within the Dragon's Roar.
If one could not activate or sense the Dragon's Roar, naturally one could not sense the wisp of aura contained within it.
Even if one could activate and sense the Dragon's Roar, capturing that wisp of aura was still harder than climbing to heaven.
This had already surpassed the limit of what he could achieve. No other member of the Demon Race or Devil Race could possibly do it.
Even the foremost Great Celestial Demons and Great Heavenly Demons might not be able to sense it.
He had vaguely glimpsed one corner of the Supreme Heavenly Demon's methods. His luck truly was exceptionally good.
Though his spirits were roused, he still maintained a state that was there yet not there, severed yet unbroken.
He had to focus his mind, yet also divide it.
Balancing that delicate degree made him feel as though he were treading on thin ice, draining an enormous amount of mental energy.
When he opened his eyes, his brow was already filled with exhaustion.
"Mr. Sun, how did it go?" Miao Qingjie stared at him nervously.
Leng Tieya slowly nodded. "I felt something."
"Bless the Demon Ancestor!" Miao Qingjie let out a long breath, then asked excitedly, "Then did you sense where the remains are?"
Leng Tieya shook his head.
Miao Qingjie froze.
Leng Tieya said, "Either it is too far away, or my cultivation is insufficient. I felt nothing at all."
Miao Qingjie stared intently at him.
Leng Tieya smiled. "Young Master Miao, do you think I intend to keep it all for myself?"
Miao Qingjie solemnly shook his head. "I believe Mr. Sun is not that kind of person."
"I'll try again," Leng Tieya said. "But not today. I need another day to recover