Mo Hua was startled and immediately lay flat on the roof beam, motionless.
At the same time, a Divine Sense roughly swept over him but failed to see through his concealment.
The burly man withdrew his Divine Sense, finding nothing, and bellowed angrily, "Who's there, sneaking around?"
The middle-aged cultivator frowned and also released his Divine Sense, scanning the surroundings.
A noticeably deeper Divine Sense passed through the roof beam, condensed upon Mo Hua, and penetrated the concealment of the Concealment Formation on him.
However, beneath the Concealment Formation, there was another layer of concealment from a Concealment Technique.
It was already night, and the roof beam was dark; even a mediocre Concealment Technique would not be easily detected.
The middle-aged cultivator saw through one layer of concealment but still did not discover Mo Hua, and after a moment of hesitation, he too withdrew his Divine Sense and said indifferently,