602 Golden Origin Formation_3
Once they lost…
Bald Eagle licked his lips, his gaze sweeping across Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian with lustful eyes.
Having been trapped in Mount Diancang for so long, it had been a while since he had been close to a woman.
Desire stirred within Bald Eagle.
Suddenly, a blue light formed into a cage, enveloping him.
Caught off guard, Bald Eagle’s movement technique slowed by a step; he failed to dodge and was tightly imprisoned by the icy Water Prison.
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Though it lasted only a few moments, he experienced the discomfort of feeling dizzy as if drowning in water.
His heart was instantly rid of lascivious thoughts, replaced only by a deep sense of disgust.
“Damn it!”
“Stinking little ghost!”
Bald Eagle was furious.
He had been careless and hadn’t dodged, allowing that little ghost to take him by surprise.
Meanwhile, Ouyang Feng took the opportunity to sweep his sword across Bald Eagle’s throat, not deeply, just breaking the skin.
Murong Caiyun’s Five Elements Spirit Light, although slightly off target and not hitting Bald Eagle’s forehead, had scorched half of his ear.
With his injury, Bald Eagle felt a chill in his heart.
“It’s not the right time yet…”
“I need to focus, decide the battle quickly, and subdue these two people…”
“Then I’ll deal with that little ghost’s trouble…”
Hate flashed in Bald Eagle’s eyes; his demonic power was unleashed without reservation, his moves becoming even more ferocious towards Ouyang Feng.
At the same time, he was also on guard against Mo Hua’s Water Prison Technique.
Whenever there was a sign of being locked onto by Divine Sense, or a faint fluctuation of Water-Type Spiritual Power around him, he would quickly dodge using his movement technique, to avoid falling prey to that little ghost’s schemes.
With Bald Eagle fully on guard, he managed to avoid the Water Prison Technique again.
Meanwhile, he calmed down and allocated a portion of his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings.
He wanted to find any trace of that little ghost.
But the area was empty, the blank Divine Sense vision revealed no traces of anyone.
Bald Eagle frowned.
This little ghost… was quite elusive…
Truly not a trace to be seen.
Why?
Did he possess a Concealment Spiritual Artifact, or was his Concealment Technique too sophisticated, or perhaps his Divine Sense was too strong?
Bald Eagle shook his head inwardly.
No matter how strong the Divine Sense… it shouldn’t be possible for him to not notice at all.
If he hadn’t been careless, that little ghost’s Water Prison Technique wouldn’t have been able to lock onto him, which meant that his Divine Sense was not stronger than his own.
That made sense, as that little ghost was at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage.
And he was at the peak of the Qi Foundation Middle Stage.
His Divine Sense, how could it be stronger than his own.
The reason he hid so well must be that he possessed some treasure or some legacy…
A Concealment treasure?
That would be a great find…
Bald Eagle’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
“If that’s the case, then my great fortune has arrived!”
“After this, catch that little ghost and find out everything…”
The smile on Bald Eagle’s face was sinister.
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Lying in the bushes, Mo Hua suddenly felt a premonition.
As if a fierce hawk was targeting him…
Mo Hua narrowed his eyes.
Daring to covet him…