"SQUEAK!"
Before Zhaang Ye's voice had even faded, the small, sharp-headed Fierce Beast suddenly vanished. Even with his keen eyesight, he couldn't see how it disappeared.
Slightly alarmed, Zhaang Ye felt True Qi surge from his body like a wave. He simultaneously extended his Spiritual Power, silently monitoring all movement within a radius of several yards.
Spiritual Power was formless and intangible, yet omnipresent. Zhaang Ye's Soul Power was far stronger than an ordinary person's, honed by years of arduous Cultivation and countless life-or-death battles. His Spiritual Power was immensely more formidable than a commoner's. After his Cultivation reached the Late-stage Martial Arts Ninth Layer, his Spiritual Power could easily sense any disturbance within a five-hundred-yard radius.
The moment he extended his Spiritual Power, Zhaang Ye felt a slight stir underground. A shadow, swift as an arrow, was tunneling straight for him at an incredible speed.
