Whoosh!!!
Almost at the exact moment Zhang Xiaohao left, the Purple Extreme Monarch suddenly opened his eyes, two fierce beams of light shot from his eyes, blasting into the air, a massive pressure erupted from the air.
Zoom!
The next moment, the figure of the Purple Extreme Monarch appeared outside the palace, and a vast Divine Thought swept across all directions.
Under his Divine Thought's inspection, within a million kilometers, not even a ghostly shadow was present, let alone a person.
"Who on earth is it? To silently escape under my scrutiny? Could it actually be some Mahayana Peak old monster?" Purple Extreme Monarch murmured suspiciously in his heart.
He himself was at the Late Mahayana Stage, for someone to disappear silently before him must at least be at Mahayana Peak; even a strong person of the same realm couldn't accomplish it.
Thinking of this, the Purple Extreme Monarch's eyes brightened, his body flashed, and he once again entered the palace.
