Among the thorns and weeds, Xu Yan had pushed the Dust Technique to its limit, allowing the thorns and weeds to camouflage his body.
He became one with the breath of the thorns and weeds.
Yu Xiaolong, coiled around Xu Yan's wrist, was being pinched so hard that its eyes were nearly bulging out. Its body subconsciously wanted to twist, but suddenly stiffened.
Instinct warned it that any movement might lead to being throttled to death!
An old man appeared in midair from afar, sweeping his Divine Spirit Soul Force in all directions, not sparing even a single blade of grass!
He closely inspected the bramble, and after confirming the absence of the person he was seeking, he quickly left!
Divine Refinement Celestial!
Xu Yan's expression grew solemn. A Divine Refinement Celestial was on his trail—was the Azure Sky Flood Dragon deemed so important?
