"I was careless. I forgot Huang Xiao had come out of there before and knew about the formation. And the Supreme Ghost Stele is in your hands, too. Within the Ghost Capital, as long as you have the Supreme Ghost Stele, you really can come and go as you please." Feng He sighed.
"Now, do you want to die or live?" Huo Lian asked coldly.
"I want to live," Feng He said.
"Separate out a strand of your divine sense," Huo Lian said mildly.
"Release me first," Feng He said.
Huo Lian sealed Feng He's acupoints.
"What are you doing?" Feng He demanded, glaring at Huo Lian.
"Nothing. Sealing your acupoints is just to prevent you from trying anything. It won't affect your ability to separate out a strand of divine sense at all. Begin." With that, Huo Lian tossed the Supreme Ghost Stele to Huang Xiao.
Feng He said nothing.
For once, neither Huo Lian nor Huang Xiao pressed Feng He any further.
Only after a long while did Feng He let out a long sigh. "To think that after all these years, I would finally fall at the hands of two juniors like you."
"Old Ghost Feng He, stop throwing your age around. Leaving out the time you spent in slumber, you haven't necessarily lived much longer than I have," Huo Lian said mildly. "Begin."
Huang Xiao held the Supreme Ghost Stele and said to Feng He, "Put your divine sense into the Supreme Ghost Stele. I'll be able to sense it."
Feng He closed his eyes, and Huang Xiao sensed a powerful surge of divine sense rushing into the Supreme Ghost Stele.
"Done. I've put part of my divine sense into the Supreme Ghost Stele. Sense it for yourself, and don't accuse me of deceiving you," Feng