Zhong Yun was unaware that a dangerous shadow was quietly closing in. He was immersed in the wondrous state of practicing the "Star River Art", his inner true qi surging like a mighty, boundless river. Time seemed to stand still, and the movement of the sun, moon, and stars was clearly reflected in his mind.
Meanwhile, Shen Yao kept watch by his side, her cold gaze ever vigilant of the surroundings. Lin Wan'er and Lin Feng were practicing a short distance away; their harvest from this trip had been plentiful, and they both needed time to digest and absorb it. As for Elder Xuanfeng, his brow had been furrowed ever since entering this area, as if he had sensed some ominous portent.
"What is it, Master?" Lin Feng noticed Elder Xuanfeng's strangeness and couldn't help asking.
Chapter 122