As the sky gradually darkened, Jiang Hao sat under a tree and closed his eyes to rest.
He sensed someone approaching.
The person's cultivation was extremely high and peculiar.
It was there and not there at the same time.
If it weren't for a trip to the West and his skills from the nameless manual, he wouldn't have been able to sense them.
Footsteps approached from afar steadily.
What surprised him was that the person didn't intend to leave.
Usually, such a powerful person would have no reason to interact with them.
Jiang Hao felt the person approaching him.
At that moment, his power began to surge silently.
"Junior, are you awake?" asked a voice.
Jiang Hao opened his eyes.
He saw a man with a blindfold holding a lantern as he looked to the side.
It was the lantern-carrying disciple.
Jiang Hao pretended to be surprised. He then got up. "Senior, is there something you need?"
