In the void, another figure soared into the sky and sped far away.
Zhang Tianshi looked in astonishment. "I can't believe that young fella can perceive Brother Cheng's whereabouts."
Ou Yangming chose to escape in the opposite direction of the figure earlier, and the only way to explain this was he identified the vague and illusory voice's source.
He Liangce secretly admired Ou Yangming because he could not have done that. The young master lamented at once because while he still had trump cards to be used, they were from his clan's inheritance.
On the other hand, Ou Yangming had such accomplishments as an orphan, which caused other people to treat him with special respect.
"It's quite remarkable that two great ancestors put so much effort to ambush a little Yin Grade martial artist," Ni Yinghong looked up and commented as her hair was gently blown in the wind.
