It had to be said, Lin Hao's Spiritual Sense far surpassed his current realm.
His figure had just vanished when a group of people appeared at the site of the battle.
The group consisted of seven or eight people, led by a one-armed man.
"Elder, look!" one of them exclaimed, his face filled with shock as he pointed at the motionless giant bear, its blood staining the earth red.
"This giant bear just stopped breathing," the one-armed leader concluded without even stepping forward.
"Lin Hao might be nearby! Everyone, prepare for battle!" another man behind him suddenly shouted, his voice tense.
At his words, several of them—all except the one-armed man—drew their weapons. Some stood back-to-back in pairs, others formed groups of three, all of them nervously scanning their surroundings, terrified that Lin Hao might suddenly appear.
They were disciples of the Sanqing Sect, and they had come to the Celestial Break Mountain Range for the sole purpose of hunting Lin Hao.
