Chapter 4566 — The Dragon of the Five Balefuls Again
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Man and bird crept forward a little further, palms slick with cold sweat from the tension, until at last the ghost thing's voice sounded again and they could breathe easy: "All right, this distance will do. I'll begin breaking through its spiritual-sense shield now—just a bit of time is all I need."
"Good." Wei Zhao hurriedly halted. This pressure of not knowing what the other party was, yet being forced to inch closer and closer, was truly not something an ordinary person could endure—especially in an empty underground place like this. Anyone with a slightly weaker constitution would have collapsed outright by now.
Wei Zhao could clearly feel a wave of spiritual sense radiating out from above his head. Though the Five Poison Marsh severely restricted spiritual sense, and even down in this space Wei Zhao at his current strength could scarcely employ his spiritual sense freely—his perception here was countless times weaker than on the surface—the ghost thing was on his person. Even if he normally could not sense it, when the fluctuations of spiritual sense were strong, they were still plainly evident.
It was a purely unconscious reaction. Wei Zhao's spiritual sense, which had been inexplicably trapped in this empty clarity, followed the ghost thing's fluctuations and unexpectedly emerged from his body along with them. This had never happened before. More absurd still, Wei Zhao's spiritual sense did not stop there; using the ghost thing's spiritual sense as a bridge, it spanned a distance of dozens of li and connected all the way to the target.
"Hm?" The ghost thing was briefly stunned—this was the first time even it had encountered such a thing. But then it laughed: "Interesting. This kid truly cannot be measured by common sense. It seems not only are his five-element, seven-attribute talents astonishing, but in spiritual sense he is a freak as well—a rare seedling indeed. Looks like I'll have my work cut out for me from now on..."
Once it recovered, the ghost thing did not stop Wei Zhao. After all, for him this was an unconscious awakening of spiritual sense. Though he had not yet reached the threshold for systematic cultivation of spiritual sense, this kind of spontaneous "preschool education" was a chance that could not be sought—it would greatly benefit his future cultivation of spiritual sense, so naturally the ghost thing would not interfere.
"Eh? This feeling really is a bit familiar. But that makes no sense—apart from you, Senior, I've never encountered any other dragon clan?" Wei Zhao suddenly said in surprise. He himself was entirely unaware of what had happened, and assumed the ghost thing had linked their spiritual senses together, deliberately letting him see just who this being was.
"Never mind. Once I break through its spiritual-sense shield, we'll know what we need to know." The ghost thing said this, then settled its mind and began trying to infiltrate the other's spiritual-sense shield.
Wei Zhao was about to nod, but before the ghost thing's words had faded, a thunderous roar suddenly burst out from dozens of li ahead, and the target locked by spiritual sense came charging toward Wei Zhao at tremendous speed—so fast it made the scalp prickle. Wei Zhao had not yet witnessed the spirit bird's current limit, but instinct told him the other's speed would effortlessly crush the bird's.
"Could it have noticed?" Wei Zhao tensed at once. He had never imagined such a thing could happen—that the other party could detect him, also shielded by spiritual sense, before the ghost thing had even broken its shield. Did that not mean the other's foundation in spiritual sense, even if inferior to the ghost thing's, was not inferior by much? Just what level of existence was this, damn it?