He went forward, leaving the Golden Formation shining brightly in its original place. Li Xizhi had already traveled several miles, disappearing into the distance, while Dongfang Heyun transformed into a wisp of mist and rain, following in pursuit.
Riding the light of the rosy clouds, Li Xizhi could faintly sense the changes in the three golden talismans, his heart slightly trembling as he quickly began to deduce.
'This person hasn't used the technique that just appeared in front of us, which must have some restrictions.'
'If this person were a Zifu monk, I would have already been killed. He is not quite at the Foundation Establishment level, nor does he seem like a Zifu monk. Instead, it feels like... it feels like... the Divine Skills enhanced by Mu Hai!'
In his pupils was reflected the far-off expanse of sea and sky as one, and recalling the moment Dongfang Heyun had appeared, he thought to himself:
