If the other party finds the name of the sword technique, something inconceivable would happen to himself.
"Stop."
Old John suddenly spoke.
The small words on the silver short staff all disappeared.
This elder in a tailcoat, with a full head of white hair, grinned, speaking in a sinister tone:
"What is this?"
"—On me, using the power of a term, to surveil me?"
Shen Ye's heart sank, then he felt a chill.
He's discovered it!
To think it could be discovered!
Shen Ye remembered clearly, the term "Detachment" had a note—
"Unless the other party possesses a 'Saint' level term, or you tell them actively, the other party might not detect the sentry you placed on them."
Old John has a Saint-level term!
—What on earth is this guy!
Charlotte's voice suddenly rang out:
"Be careful—I'm saying, if it really doesn't work, we must immediately return to the Truth World, hiding deep within the Truth Land."
"Why?" Shen Ye asked.
"Only a Saint can obtain a 'Saint' level term, Shen Ye."
