The two figures swiftly turned, pressing tightly against the protruding rock wall.
In that split second, a divine sense, sharp as a sword, swept overhead, so close that it conveyed a chilling killing intent.
Lu Yaoyao's back pressed against the cold rock, her breath even halted.
Zhou Qing squinted, already understanding in his heart.
The strong ones left behind, they were likely those of Supreme Elder level within each sect.
To stealthily infiltrate under the noses of thirteen Divinity Transformation Perfection masters was nearly impossible.
"Two Domains and Thirteen Sects..." Zhou Qing pondered silently, "On the surface, it appears they are collaborating in exploration, but in reality, they are wary of each other, each harboring hidden motives."
He keenly noticed that while the positions of the divine senses of these strong individuals appeared random, they actually concealed profound implications.
