Ling Chuxi quietly moved her fingers. She had been standing quite a distance away just now and had not been able to see clearly. Only now did she realize that this Xianyu ye was actually a late stage Emperor level master. This kind of master, no matter how weak the power of his divine sense was, would not be weak. The cultivators on the green cloud shuttle were mostly male. Including her, LAN Xinyu, and sister Xia, there were less than ten female cultivators. As long as Xianyu ye focused his attention on them, he could easily see through their masks by using a little bit of his spiritual energy.
It seemed that he had to make a move. Ling Chuxi knew that she only had one chance to make a move against such an expert.
A hint of excitement flashed in LAN Xinyu's eyes. It seemed that she was also ready to make her move.
Behind him, uncle Ling's breathing was long and steady. It was obvious that he was also accumulating vital Qi in preparation for a thunderous attack.