Shen Luo also didn't force the Bashe into the Qiankun Bag, but just continued with his eyes closed, striving to fully recover his mana.
"Friend Shen, something's not right!" Just as he had entered meditation, the surprised voice of Bashe rang out in his ears again.
"What's wrong?" Shen Luo opened his eyes and asked, showing no impatience.
He had already roughly understood Bashe's character; this demon was quite stable, not the frivolous and noisy kind. Its utterance surely meant it had sensed something.
"Just now I spread out my Divine Sense to explore the surroundings, and all the blood-patterned hummingbirds within a hundred miles have disappeared!" Bashe said with astonishment and suspicion.
"Could it be that the Nine-Headed Insect thought the blood-patterned hummingbirds could not find us and recalled them, to use other spirit insects and birds to search?" Shen Luo speculated after spreading his Divine Sense and confirming Bashe's words.
