Chen Ye's divine sense surged like a tide, breaking through the water curtain. Before his eyes was a murky, icy blue, with biting cold isolating all spiritual mechanisms.
Even with his divine sense comparable to a Golden Core True Man, it seemed like a mud bull entering the sea, only probing into a dead silence.
Chen Ye was not frustrated.
"If it were so easy to discover, the Xu Family would have found it long ago…"
If he only searched blindly like this, he might turn the cold pool upside down and still return empty-handed.
Of course, it's possible that this pool was just empty.
Chen Ye glanced at Qing Jun, who was crouching by the pool, eager to jump in.
The girl seemed quite close to this cold pool, even the power of the bloodline within her faintly stirred.
Back then.
Qing Jun originally had a so-called blood disease, occasionally going mad or irritable.
But ever since she followed Mao Qingzhu into the cold pool to cultivate, she never exhibited similar symptoms again.
