Li Yan's Divine Sense had already swept toward the distant surroundings. Yet after only a few breaths, his brows furrowed. Yan Qingchen and Liu Siyu had vanished completely.
This was actually easy enough to understand. The instant Li Yan sensed something was wrong, he had driven the Cloud-Piercing Blade at full force. The distance this magic treasure could retreat in an instant was measured in tens of thousands of miles.
Moreover, so long as Yan Qingchen had not pursued him, he would certainly have fled in the opposite direction. With one heading south and the other north, who knew how far apart they had been pulled in a single moment!
This had long surpassed the range of Li Yan's Divine Sense. He should also count himself fortunate that, during his retreat, he had not been attacked by other people or demonic beasts.
The Cloud-Piercing Blade was simply too fast. Aside from those terrifying existences who remained in seclusion year-round, very few cultivators in the outside world could catch up to it.
Furthermore, he had not completely lifted the Cloud-Piercing Blade's concealment state earlier.
Only after attacking Yan Qingchen's gray flying boat had he exposed his whereabouts. Yet afterward, he had still wanted to borrow the Cloud-Piercing Blade's concealment and speed to kill Liu Siyu in a single strike.
With both factors combined, Li Yan had fortunately avoided being attacked during the period when he had lost consciousness.
Yan Qingchen didn't die. What was that wisp of light smoke on him? It seemed that very wisp had blocked my Soul-Severing Slash.
But judging by how miserable he looked at the time, his soul was probably badly injured as well. If I had only been a little faster, those two would definitely have died...
Li Yan pondered inwardly.
When Yan Qingchen let