"Sir, outside—"
Xuesuo approached the rocking Taishi Chair with quick steps, a respectful expression covering his rugged face.
Before he could finish his sentence.
Zhang Jing suddenly opened his eyes, an unintentional deep smile on his face.
"Have they arrived?"
His gaze lightly swept over the other's face, asking knowingly.
In reality.
Due to the talent of this clone, the force of the surrounding earth veins constantly connected tightly with Zhang Jing, reflecting all the movements in the surrounding tens of miles into his heart.
If he wanted to.
This range could be extended even further, until the limit of his control over the earth vein forces.
Of course.
The farther the distance, the more blurry the perception becomes.
However, Zhang Jing clearly understood that this had nothing to do with talent. It was purely because his current Golden Core Realm Mind found it hard to process such vast information.
He didn't even need to use his Divine Sense to investigate.
