Ling Kongyun flew rapidly for some distance. After confirming he had escaped the Thousand-foot Python's attack, he heaved a long sigh of relief. He stopped and was about to use his Inference Technique to divine Zhaang Ye's whereabouts. But at that exact moment, he felt an ominous premonition.
"Hm?"
Ling Kongyun's expression changed slightly. Those who excelled in the art of inference were exceptionally sensitive to fortune and disaster; a sudden thought or warning that appeared in their minds could often become reality. Ling Kongyun was a genius of the Calculation Dao and naturally knew this kind of feeling was the most accurate. The moment this ominous premonition appeared, it immediately caught his full attention.
