Chapter 949: Tracking! Is It Li Hao?

Where are they?

Xu Jingming’s eyes blazed with sharp light, and beside him, Su Qingli’s gaze turned icy.

Whether she can restore her full strength depends on this opportunity with the Sect of Heavenly Fate.

“About five hundred kilometers from here, my sub-unit detected it,” Eva replied.

Just like in the seventh layer, after entering the eighth layer, she deployed all her Golden Armor guards and drones.

On the fourth day yesterday, all the Golden Armor guards had completed mapping the entire eighth layer and located the entrance to the next level.

But Xu Jingming wasn’t ready to enter the next level yet—he only wanted the Golden Armor guards to patrol nearby, hoping to find traces of the Sect of Heavenly Fate.

The method of searching was simple: the Golden Armor guards could simulate the Sect of Heavenly Fate’s communicators to pick up signals.

Just now, one of the Golden Armor guards received a signal emitted by another Sect of Heavenly Fate communicator.

“Can you tell their strength?” Xu Jingming mused.

The previous Sect of Heavenly Fate’s Divine Son was only at the ninth tier.

The identity and strength of this year’s Divine Son remain unknown.

Without concrete intelligence on their strength, he wouldn’t act rashly.

“Unclear.”

Eva shook her head. “The distance is too great—the Golden Armor guards can only detect the communicator signals, not their qi signatures.”

“Then let’s follow them first.”

Xu Jingming rose from the ground, his figure wreathed in pitch-black lightning, towering like a demonic god:

“Eva, infiltrate their communicator first—see if you can extract any information.”

“I’ve already done it,” Eva chuckled.

The Sect of Heavenly Fate’s communicators were custom-made—any intrusion triggered an alert.

But she was an AI lifeform; even her sub-unit could infiltrate silently...

With the Sect of Heavenly Fate’s location confirmed, Xu Jingming moved swiftly.

Of course, Su Qingli remained slung across his back.

To avoid losing the Sect of Heavenly Fate, he immediately entered Thunder Extreme Mode.

His flight speed surged from 1.8 times the speed of sound to 2.5 times, becoming a streak of black light shooting into the sky!

Just half an hour later, Xu Jingming’s distance to the Sect of Heavenly Fate had shrunk to just fifty kilometers.

“Their flight speed isn’t fast—barely under two times the speed of sound.”

Xu Jingming mused inwardly, and behind him, Su Qingli softly agreed:

“Given the sixfold gravity here, their strength should be between lower and mid-ninth tier.”

“Eva, have you picked up any useful information?” Xu Jingming asked quietly.

“No.”

The holographic projection of Eva shrugged helplessly. “The communicator is kept on their person—camera can’t be activated, and besides wind noise, I heard nothing else.”

“Then let’s wait a little longer. We’re not in a hurry,” Xu Jingming’s eyes flickered.

It’s only been half an hour—no opportunity yet is normal.

“They’ve stopped!”

Eva’s eyes suddenly lit up, and Xu Jingming’s form halted instantly.

“Here it comes! They’ve pulled out the communicator! I’m syncing the feed now.”

Eva waved her small hand, and a holographic projection appeared before Xu Jingming and Su Qingli.

It was the communicator’s viewpoint—the device held in hand, with two other figures beside it.

Through the hologram, their faces were clearly visible.

On the left was a Black man; on the right, a voluptuous, strikingly beautiful woman.

“That’s... the Heavenly Demon of Dayangzhou’s Sect of Heavenly Fate?” Xu Jingming narrowed his eyes.

After Ling Shuang’s ordeal in Dayangzhou, he gathered extensive intelligence on the Sect of Heavenly Fate—including data on this Heavenly Demon.

She was a lower-ninth-tier cultivator with an A-class enhancement ability.

Back in Dayangzhou, her strength had been formidable indeed.

But to Xu Jingming now, a single Thunder Art in Thunder Storm Mode would likely kill her.

“I don’t recognize the Black man—could he be the new Divine Son?”

As Xu Jingming pondered, Su Qingli behind him murmured in surprise: “Hmm, isn’t that Garca from Heizhou?”

“Teacher, you know him?”

“Yes.”

Su Qingli nodded softly. “He possesses an A-class enhancement ability and is a mid-ninth-tier cultivator.”

He is the chieftain of a tribe in Heizhou—his strength is among the best in the entire continent, though he’s extremely low-key.”

I only learned of him two years ago, during an international conference.”

Most Heizhou Qiangzhe are arrogant, but Garca is an exception.

That’s why Su Qingli remembered him.

“An A-class ability—he probably isn’t the Divine Son, unless he’s been hiding his ability tier.”

Xu Jingming frowned.

If that’s the case, it’s troublesome.

According to the Sect of Heavenly Fate’s selection criteria, the Divine Son must at least possess an SS-class ability.

Though Xu Jingming had confidence in his own strength, he wasn’t arrogant enough to believe he could defeat a mid-ninth-tier SS-class ability user.

At that moment, the communicator turned, and the face of its holder appeared on the hologram.

He was tall and slender, with handsome features.

His expression was calm, yet his eyes carried a hint of gloom and agitation.

“This is... Li Hao?”

Xu Jingming’s expression froze—he never expected to encounter an acquaintance here!

“Divine Son, any signal?”

Fifty kilometers away, the Heavenly Demon asked Li Hao.

“No.”

Li Hao shook his head, turning his gaze away from the communicator. “Looks like Nawa and the others are dead.”

“Probably.”

The Heavenly Demon sighed, a lingering worry etched on her elegant face.

“Don’t worry—I’m here. They won’t touch you.”

Li Hao smirked, pulling the Heavenly Demon into his arms.

One large hand climbed a peak, squeezing freely.

The Black man instinctively averted his gaze; the Heavenly Demon pressed herself against him, cooing:

“With the Divine Son here, I have nothing to fear.”

“But losing three ninth-tier cultivators is a heavy blow to our Sect of Heavenly Fate.”

Li Hao had always been a spoiled brat, and the Heavenly Demon, having hit a cultivation bottleneck, desperately needed to cling to a powerful man.

So, after entering the Breakthrough Tower, they naturally became lovers.

“A cultivator?”

Li Hao sneered dismissively. “Those three? What cultivators? I can already feel it—I’ll break into the ninth tier within a month.”

I already feel it—I’ll break through to the ninth tier within a month!

The Heavenly Demon’s eyes lit up with delight; she wriggled her slender waist, fawning eagerly:

“No wonder you’re the Divine Son—your talent is truly extraordinary!”

“Of course. With me, you’ll never regret it.”

Li Hao laughed heartily.

But soon his brow furrowed; his spiritual sense surged outward, scanning the surroundings meticulously.

“What’s wrong?” the Heavenly Demon asked, puzzled.

“I sensed someone watching us,” Li Hao replied, musing.

"I felt a sense of being watched," Li Hao replied thoughtfully.