"We've shaken them off!"
Liang Hui sighed in relief, the aura emanating from the Golden Armor men he had just encountered was too intimidating.
He almost used the green talisman on his arm to slap the opponent to death.
'How did the enemy find us? We had already erased the marks left by the Primordial Spirit experts.'
The young man pondered in his heart.
Moments later, a look of realization dawned on him.
Turning to Qing Yi beside him, they exchanged a look, their eyes brimming with helplessness.
"Diviner."
The two of them spoke almost simultaneously, it seemed that this was the only way to pin down their location.
"Don't you have any means of concealing divinations? Otherwise, we can't avoid being hunted down."
The young man's expression was grave, sensing the presence that had emerged in front of them once more, it was clear that not a few people had learned of their location.
Qing Yi's face was bitter as she sensed the dim ancient mirror within her, shaking her head.
