Suddenly.
Restored to normal, Chen Zhongxia raised his hand, unleashing the aura belonging to a Peak Tier Eight Sword Cultivator.
The sharp, straight Sword Qi punctured the roof, almost instantly smashing the tiles to create an opening.
Moonlight streamed in through the broken gap.
Empty.
"Is there no one? Did my unstable state interfere with my perception as a Sword Cultivator?"
Chen Zhongxia gazed at the ceiling, muttering to himself.
On the other side, Han Zhan and Elder Bing, back on the ground, were panting heavily.
So close!
Almost got discovered!
If discovered, no matter the outcome, memory synchronization would definitely fail.
With synchronization failure, they wouldn't be able to uncover Bai Su's deepest sealed memory.
"How did you realize he was going to attack us?" Elder Bing looked at Han Zhan, surprised.
"It was the Sword Qi."
"I could sense the sudden surge of Sword Qi from him."
