From an altitude of 3,000 meters, the blood-mist-shrouded Golden Ears Farm looked exceptionally eerie.
Han Feng's breathing was steady, his mind calm.
'I refuse to believe you can hide underground forever.'
He activated his Spiritual Vision.
The physical world before his eyes instantly bled of color.
The entire world transformed into a tapestry woven from endless lines of Energy.
The mountains were a thick, earthy yellow.
The rivers, a flowing pale blue.
And the area tainted by the blood mist was a chaotic, corrupt crimson.
From his vantage point 3,000 meters in the air, he scrutinized the farm's perimeter inch by inch, his perspective one no Mortal could comprehend.
He waited patiently for his prey to expose itself.
「Meanwhile, fifty meters beneath the eastern edge of Golden Ears Farm.」
Xue Si was desperately sprinting through a narrow tunnel temporarily carved out by an Earth Dragon Gu.
