Li Yi and Xuan Yuezi sat on Good Wings, wandering through this city shrouded in darkness. The city was filled with a dead silence and ominous aura. The two were quite cautious, and Good Wings flew at a slow pace, constantly on guard against sudden attacks.
But after circling around for a bit, they found no one.
"Immortal, don't you have Divine Sense? With a sweep of Divine Sense, you can cover hundreds of miles; all Cultivators on the Xuanxian Continent have Divine Sense, and they can easily discern everything nearby," Li Yi asked.
