After six entire inspections, Elder Mo Chen flew back to the river once more, scanning every inch of it from top to bottom with his Primordial Consciousness, from the cloud peaks down to the riverbed silt.
Chu Ming's heart hung in his chest, watching the black and white silhouette standing in the void, not daring to make the slightest move.
Elder Mo Chen furrowed his brows, meticulously searching the river three times, yet found nothing.
Was the sensing wrong?
Or had it already escaped?
He suddenly turned around, looking forward, his gaze seemingly able to see through all illusions.
This direction directly faced Chu Ming. Especially locking with that gaze, Chu Ming's heart shuddered sharply.
Exposed?
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, thinking about how to escape.
Just as he was preparing to use all means, including Martial Artist and True Intent, to flee, that soul-shaking gaze moved away with uncertainty.
No discovery!
Chu Ming's eyes flickered.
