"Even if you find me, so what? Can you still escape with all these people around?"
"I don't care about the others. I just want to take back the Soul Palace Spiritual Treasure. Even Daqin Three Halls and Nine Mansions have nothing to say about it."
Han Yi, who was standing in the air above Qingchi Palace, didn't know that a Nascent Soul cultivator had already taken notice of his newly-acquired Soul Loss Bell.
Even if he noticed, what could he do about it? It's just another fight after all.
During that moment when he crossed the heavenly calamity and his Nascent Soul truly formed, his perception soared infinitely, and he gained some insight into the cultivators who were rushing toward the Qing Chi Sect from a hundred miles away.
At that moment, Han Yi instantly understood how his whereabouts had been leaked.
No.
It wasn't accurate to say his whereabouts were leaked, but rather, he was tracked.
