Wang Anfeng's expression slightly hardened, his eyes shadowed with a hidden brilliance. His ocular power abruptly increased as he scanned the area several times, yet he detected not the slightest anomaly.
His sensitivity to the surrounding aura was extremely acute, having met more than one grandmaster, but he had never encountered such a character. It was as if this person stepped down through a thousand layers of cloud and mist with overwhelming momentum when appearing, and yet departed nonchalantly. He couldn't help but turn back to look at Hong Luoyu and said,
"Third Master, she"
Hong Luoyu shook his head and chuckled,
"Do not ask, even asking will not reveal the knowledge."
"The Yin Yang Family has always produced experts in divination, with predicting fortunes and misfortunes as their strength. To cultivate to this level and possess abilities different from those of martial arts is normal. As for that impending calamity of blood..."
The cynical thief scoffed and said,
