Marc Fraley looked coldly around him, the corner of his mouth curling into a sneer.
"They...must be hiding in here!" Marc Fraley said softly.
In the Mystic Realm.
Ethan Smith and Jackson Harris knew nothing about this.
They were still unhurriedly teaching each other the line word formula in Nine Secrets.
Ethan Smith's comprehension of the cultivation skill was extremely fast. In just half a day, he had completely grasped the last secret of Nine Secrets.
Ethan slowly opened his eyes, let out a breath, and whispered, "With the line word formula, I can at least protect my life."
However, Jackson Harris said, "Even if you have the line word formula, you may not be safe."
Ethan frowned slightly and asked puzzledly, "Why?"
Jackson Harris explained, "When facing a Martial Saint, if you are careless for even a moment, you can be caught in a spatial trap."
"Even if you are extremely fast, you still can't escape."
Ethan's expression changed slightly.
