In the Wushan Mountain Range, Lu Yan, transformed into a streak of light, suddenly stopped his journey, instinctively looking up at the sky.
For some unknown reason, just a moment ago, he seemed to sense an unknown gaze crossing unknown time and space staring at him.
This gaze held no hostility, nor did it look down from above, like a momentary glance on a busy street.
Yet, when Lu Yan tried to seek the source of this gaze, he found it dissipated like a dream or bubble in the wind.
"Is it an illusion or..."
Lu Yan grew somewhat cautious in his heart.
If it had been a few versions ago, Lu Yan might have thought that the sensation was some kind of illusion.
But after encountering the Celestial Dao unique to this world and version, Lu Yan knew that every anomaly might be due to some high-position existence's machinations.
Especially with the changes in the textual clues in the Xianxia version, Lu Yan needed to be wary of every abnormality.
