Above the city gate.
Chen Longxiang leaned against the rampart, a flash of doubt crossing his eyes. "Has he discovered me? How is that possible? According to my intelligence, he is only at the Spirit Gathering Realm; how could he possibly sense my presence? It must be a coincidence..."
He was, after all, a formidable cultivator at the Peak of Yin-Yang Realm, and he had even trained in breath-concealment techniques under the Prince of Zhennan. Forget about someone in the Spirit Gathering Realm; even a peer at the Yin-Yang Realm would struggle to detect him while he was spying. Yet, moments ago, Ning Wuque had definitely looked straight toward his position.
Chapter 102