The next instant, the shadow darted out and merged into the surrounding darkness in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, Zhao Sheng was sitting in meditation inside a cabin, unaware of a powerful psychic storm that howled by, leaving no trace of anything unusual here.
The divine thought transmission from Yama Ancestor also entered his mind; Zhao Sheng merely stirred his thoughts slightly and shielded out the noise, paying it no further attention.
The time had not yet come; it was not the moment to meet with Yama Ancestor!
Having received no response for a long time, Yama Ancestor resorted to several secret techniques to trace and detect, but all were fruitless.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Yama Ancestor's frown deepened as he slowly gave up the futile search.
The fact that those two mysterious individuals could escape his search precisely demonstrated their remarkable abilities; they were at least fellow Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
