Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams
Chapter 999 308: The Old Beggar's Identity (Part 3)
There was clearly only a Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing spiritual power fluctuation on his body, and no Law aura was sensed. How did he block those dozen or so Thunder Spear attacks just now?
As Shen Chongming's heart was aghast, a part of his Divine Sense immediately sank into the Dantian.
"Thunder Spirit!"
"The old beggar has caught up!"
Swish!
Upon hearing this, the Thunder Pool Spirit abruptly extended its head from the Thunder Pool!
"Are you saying he crossed hundreds of thousands of miles across the sea, chasing after you!?"
Shen Chongming's voice was solemn as he said, "He's not far in front of me, can't you see him?"
The Thunder Pool Spirit's body suddenly burst with countless fine electric sparks in fear upon hearing this!
"Kid, don't scare me!"
"Where is he!?"
Seeing the Thunder Pool Spirit wasn't joking, Shen Chongming's horror grew even deeper!
His gaze landed on the old beggar who had just finished devouring the Spirit Fruit, swallowing hard, he bowed bravely, "May I ask who you are, senior?"
"What do you intend by following me this time?"
This old beggar was too strange, he certainly wouldn't naively believe the other was only at the Middle Stage of Fetal Breathing.
The old beggar didn't acknowledge him.
The hunched body slowly walked to the Spirit Fruit tree, and a withered hand plucked another fruit, squatting aside silently to eat.
Shen Chongming dared not disturb him and watched quietly.
Apart from the sound of seawater crashing against rocks in the distance, only the "ku ku" sound of the old beggar eating the Spirit Fruit remained.
After a while, another fist-sized Spirit Fruit was cleanly eaten, the old beggar seemed to be full, he slowly stood up, looking up with gray-white eyes at the sky.
"I... am back..."
"Where... did you all go?"
His voice was hoarse and vague, if he hadn't said it repeatedly, Shen Chongming wouldn't have understood what he was saying.
The old beggar just kept gazing at the sky, constantly repeating those two sentences.
He had no intention of acknowledging Shen Chongming.
"If senior has nothing else, I shall... take my leave first."
Unacknowledged, Shen Chongming attempted to leave.
He really didn't want to continue facing such a strange presence.
Yet, as he retreated a few steps, the old beggar suddenly reacted, quickly stepping closer, silently staring at Shen Chongming.
Feeling disturbed by his gray-white eyes, Shen Chongming grew angry!
Suppressed Demonic Qi surged within, a wave of Evil Qi rushed to his heart, his eyes faintly reddening.
"Old thing!"
"Who exactly are you?"
With fists clenched, Shen Chongming squinted his eyes, staring coldly at the strange old beggar.
"Who... am I?"
The old beggar's body stiffened slightly, his voice filled with confusion.
"Who are you?"
"Do you know who I am?"
That eerie gray-white gaze scrutinized him further, the old beggar exuded an aggressive presence!
Both silently confronted each other that way.
"Kid!"
"Has that strange old thing left?"
"I can't feel anything, not at all!"
The voice of the Thunder Pool Spirit echoed within the Dantian Dao Palace.
Though clearly resonating within Shen Chongming's Sea of Consciousness, the opposite old beggar suddenly lifted his head!
"Who!?"
"Who's speaking!?"
In this instance, even heart spirit initially tainted by Demonic Qi, Shen Chongming was shocked!
Did he actually hear the Thunder Pool Spirit's voice from his Purple Mansion Dao Palace!?
"Come out!"
"Who's speaking!?"
The Thunder Pool Spirit's voice seemed to have infuriated the other, provoking him into frenziedly searching everywhere!
Seeing this, Shen Chongming immediately disregarded everything, retrieved his flying boat, and fled swiftly!
"Kid, quickly see if that old thing has chased after you!"
Strangely, at this moment, the Thunder Pool Spirit could distinctly sense Shen Chongming leaving the small island.
"He can hear our conversation."
Shen Chongming solemnly spoke, once again startling the Thunder Pool Spirit.
Its body shivered hiding inside the Thunder Pool, its large eyes filled with terror.
Shen Chongming couldn't concern himself with comforting it, his gaze fixedly on the rapidly distancing small island, trying to see if the old beggar was still pursuing.
But neither his sight nor Divine Sense detected any trace of the other.
Even so, Shen Chongming dared not lower his guard.
His Divine Sense unique to the Purple Mansion Realm was fully released, closely observing every surrounding void's motion.
After the flying boat traveled for about an hour, the old beggar's trace remained missing, but Shen Chongming's Divine Sense sensed several Fetal Breathing Realm cultivators' spiritual power fluctuations on a small island ahead.
"Demon Cultivators?"
Sensing those individuals' aura fluctuations, Shen Chongming's heart jumped with joy!
These individuals were likely the Demon Cultivators from the Wuxiang Zen Temple's bounty task!
But the bounty task mentioned this group of Demon Cultivators numbered nine, while the island ahead had only four, causing Shen Chongming some doubt, he didn't choose to rush towards the island directly.
Utilizing a spell to conceal his figure and aura, Shen Chongming silently hid above the island, waiting for the other Demon Cultivators to appear.
Yet the next moment, several thin golden beams silently shot towards the concealed void where he was!
Ding!
Ding!
...
Covered in dense spiritual power, his hand swung firmly, easily blocking the incoming golden beams, Shen Chongming frowned slightly.
"They actually discovered me?"
He could feel the few Demon Cultivators below had indeed progressed to the Middle to Late Stage of Fetal Breathing.
He was concealed high enough from the island and had already hidden his aura in advance, yet the opponents discerned him effortlessly, their attack so precise.
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