Bo… Bo… Bo… Bo… Bo…!
The feeble pulse signals were only the meaningless waves of the undersea turbulences or animals for other people, but Li Yao could vaguely distinguish the familiar pace in them.
The pace was the signal of communication that he and the Cultivators of the Ancient Sages Sector agreed upon when he returned to the Heaven's Origin Sector ready to resist the Black Wind Fleet.
Considering that all methods of communication could be interrupted, they had set up almost twenty different ways of communication. Such signals were exactly one of them.
In the Imperium of True Human Beings, only two people would have known the signals. Besides him, it was Long Yangjun.
So, you are hiding here?
Li Yao's eyes glowed.