What's going on? Gu Ran wondered, shuddering. The moment Jiang Chen's gaze fell upon him, he felt a sudden wave of confusion and apprehension, as though someone had swept their gaze over him again.
There were no other cultivators in this remote sea area. 'What exactly is happening?' he pondered, a chill prickling across his skin.
However, this time, the sensation wasn't as intense as before. It felt as though whoever—or whatever—was observing him wasn't particularly interested, merely casting a fleeting look before moving on.
Gu Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Staying vigilant, he pressed on, continuing his flight forward.
Throughout his journey, the mysterious gaze did not return, nor did he encounter any demonic beasts worth hunting.
Before he realized it, ten days had slipped by.
