บท 447: Chapter 440 Instructor Yan_1

"Instructor Yan is... drawing formations for the Corpse Walking Stronghold?"

Mo Hua's little face became anxious.

Could Instructor Yan have gone bad?

He wanted to find out, so he released his Divine Sense to see if anyone inside the Corpse Walking Stronghold was drawing formations.

As his majestic Divine Sense unfolded, the outline of the Corpse Walking Stronghold dissolved.

Within this expanse of void, pale blue, pale white, and dark gray auras intertwined and flourished.

This was the true form of Spiritual Energy beneath the surface appearances of the world.

Or perhaps, just a deeper layer of surface appearances.

Mo Hua steadied his breath and concentrated, searching through each room, scrutinizing each cultivator.

After the time it took to brew a cup of tea, he finally made a discovery.

In a secluded and cramped room, a cultivator resided alone, at the Qi Refining Ninth Level, sitting at a desk, focused on drawing a formation.