It lasted for a long time.
The atmosphere that appeared at this moment seemed hard for him to believe.
It had already surpassed his understanding.
After a moment of immersion.
The old sage suddenly opened his eyes.
His hands suddenly formed a hand seal.
Immediately.
An invisible energy gathered between his hands.
If Zhao Feng saw it, he would realize that this energy was not True Qi, but another kind of force.
The cultivator he was searching for indeed existed, and was hidden within the mountains.
Even with deliberate searching, it would be impossible to find him.
"Divining the Heavenly Secrets."
"Penetration."
The old sage uttered a low cry.
The power between his hands reached its peak.
From his body also emanated an extremely terrifying momentum.
The surrounding mountains and trees trembled due to his power, seemingly beyond mortal strength.
Then.
His hand seals shot directly towards the void above.
In the blink of an eye.
Merged into the heavenly vault.
And it seemed as if the old sage’s consciousness also blended into the void with this power.
After a while.
"Pff."
The old sage’s face suddenly changed, spurting fresh blood.
The terrifying momentum also dissipated immediately.
His body swayed unsteadily.
But he quickly regained his composure, swiftly sat cross-legged atop the mountain, channeling his energy to heal.
After a while.
"Hoo."
The old sage exhaled a breath of turbid air, with a touch of blood color gradually returning to his face.
"Interesting."
"I, who have transcended mortal limits as an Immortal, cannot divine the origins of the person behind this aura."
"Although the battle with the demon seed pseudo-immortal severely wounded me, it shouldn’t prevent me from discerning a mortal."
"The heavenly mechanism is chaotic, difficult to divine, and I encountered backlash, this person must be one of great Qi Fortune."
"Moreover, for him to hide among mortals, he cannot be one with a demon seed."
"Otherwise, he would have been annihilated by the Human Race’s Qi Fortune long ago."
"In today’s world, pseudo-immortals kill boundlessly, devour endlessly, immortals... may not exist in the future."
The old sage sighed, filled with a sense of helplessness and bitterness.
After a while.
The old sage recovered.
However, he didn’t divine again, his gaze longingly directed towards Great Qin Xianyang.
"Come to think of it."
"Yu Liao has been in the world for nearly two decades."
"He’s just at the Qin Capital, perhaps I can have him keep an eye out for anyone with great Qi Fortune, acting out of the ordinary within Qin."
"Doing so might lead to discovering this person of great Qi Fortune."
"Achieving successful cultivation in the current demon seed pseudo-immortal dominated world might be an opportunity."
"I... really do not want to hide here anymore, do not wish to retreat further."
"The future of Shenzhou will remain chaotic, Qi Fortune will eventually collapse, all... will inevitably return to naught, everything will become blood food."
"Alas."