Another half hour slipped quietly by, and the distant fluctuations of spiritual energy caused by the battle between Golden Core cultivators gradually weakened.
With a thought, Qing Chen slipped cautiously through the water like a swimming fish.
Although the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda possessed extraordinary divine abilities and could deftly conceal his face and aura,
Qing Chen knew perfectly well that this did not mean he could disappear.
After all, it was not an invisibility magic treasure and could not make him vanish from the world into thin air.
Once he entered the divine sense range of a cultivator stronger than himself, his movements would still be detected.
Those cultivators simply could not see his face, discern his cultivation, or identify his divine soul's aura; they would only know that his cultivation was certainly lower than theirs.
Qing Chen crept along the reefs on the seabed, while the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda condensed three inches of dim light within his sea of qi.
At that moment, on a deserted island twenty li away, two Golden Core auras flickered like candles in the wind, stirring strange purple blotches across the sea within a five-li radius-a sign of poison essence dissipating.
Having settled his plan, Qing Chen quietly summoned the Di Jiang Demon Banner.
"Rise!"
As the demon banner billowed, seven Grudge Ghosts wrapped in Demon Seed Divine Sense broke through the water.
With another wave, wisps of black smoke curled forth, and several White Bone Giant Wolves were summoned as well.
He lightly brushed his Demon Seed Divine Sense over these demonic beasts, attaching it to them as they slipped through the water.
They served as scouts, allowing him to spy on the situation on the island through them.
Through layer upon layer of divine sense connections, Qing Chen "saw" Purple