As the demons and the Yellow Springs Sect members were starting to get frustrated,
Lou Yi had already escaped dozens of miles away and hidden himself in a dense cluster of reeds by the riverside.
'The sense of danger is getting weaker and weaker. It seems the disguise talent can also obscure the fortune teller's perception.
And the greater the distance, the harder it should be for them to locate me...'
Lou Yi calmed himself down, activating the sixth sense of a Martial Artist, eventually coming to this conclusion.
'The fortune teller must have calculated my route of arrival before I activated the disguise talent.
Hence, they were able to precisely deduce my position when I got close…'
'But I can't keep disguising all the time; this consumes too much Primordial Qi, and the talent has a cooldown period.'
Lou Yi realized that the days of freely assaulting the Demon Clan were likely coming to an end.
The Demon Clan and Yellow Springs Sect had him marked.
