Whoosh!
Mu Chen's figure shot through the spiritual mist. He was able to sense intense Spiritual Energy radiating from a far distance behind him. Obviously, Luo Li had already truly started crossing hands with Wu Jia.
Retracting his gaze, Mu Chen proceeded to coldly stare at Mao Jiang, who he had captive in his hands. With a sneer, he said, "Looks like you didn't tell me some things, huh?"
Mao Jiang's expression faintly changed as he repeatedly shook his head.
"How did that Wu Jia know which direction we were at?" asked Mu Chen chillingly. "Was it you that informed him?"
Hearing Mu Chen's question, Mao Jiang hastily replied, "There's Spiritual Arrays arranged by Wu Jia within the spiritual mist in the depths of the Western Desolate Territory. Therefore, he's able to sense all of the fluctuations within it."