Seeing Luo Xiu walking towards the Seven-Colored Filling Heaven Stone, all the cultivators cast disdainful glances, as if already imagining how Luo Xiu would embarrass himself next.
With the three pearls of the Heavenly Emperors ahead, the pitiful fish eye that is Luo Xiu was just a laughable addition.
In the crowd.
Lin Luoxue, Li Fei'er, and Li Yun'er watched their master's back, feeling both nervous and expectant.
This mysterious master is usually so lazy, yet so profound and unfathomable, seemingly capable of anything. So what level of divine sense intensity could he measure?
Meanwhile.
Sitting in the flying carriage, Shen Yao also watched with anticipation in her eyes.
She too was eager to know just how strong this profligate's divine sense was.
Suddenly, she furrowed her graceful brows and realized sharply.
"No, why am I expecting anything from this profligate?"
"A scum like him deserves to die!"
