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 cold.

Whether she can restore her full strength depends on this Tianming Sect.

"About five hundred kilometers from here is where my sub-unit detected them," Eva replied.

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

On the fourth day yesterday, all the Golden Flow Guards had completed mapping the entire eighth layer and found the entrance to the next level.

But Xu Jingming wasn't ready to enter the next level yet—he only wanted the Golden Flow Guards to patrol nearby and see if they could find traces of the Tianming Sect.

And the method was simple: the Golden Flow Guards could simulate the Tianming Sect's communicators to pick up signals.

Just now, one Golden Flow Guard received a signal emitted by another Tianming Sect communicator.

"Can you tell their strength?" Xu Jingming mused.

The previous Tianming Sect Divine Son was only seventh-rank.

The identity and strength of this Tianming Sect Divine Son are still unknown.

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

"Unclear."

Eva shook her head. "The distance is too far—the Golden Flow Guards can only receive the communicator signals, not sense their aura."

"Then let's follow them first."

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

"Eva, infiltrate their communicator first and see if you can extract any information."

"I've already done that," Eva chuckled.

Tianming Sect communicators are custom-made—they trigger alerts the moment they're breached.

But she's an AI lifeform; even as a sub-unit, she can infiltrate silently...

With the Tianming Sect's location confirmed, Xu Jingming moved swiftly.

Of course, Su Qingli remained strapped to his back.

To avoid losing the Tianming Sect, he immediately entered Thunder Extreme State.

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 Tianming Sect had narrowed 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 added:

"Given the sixfold gravity here, their strength should be between ninth-rank lower and ninth-rank middle."

"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, no other sounds were picked up."

"Then let's wait a bit longer—we're not in a hurry," Xu Jingming's eyes flickered.

It's only been half an hour; not finding an opportunity 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 people nearby.

Through the holographic projection, their faces were clearly visible.

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

"That's... the Heavenly Demon of Dayangzhou's Tianming Sect?" Xu Jingming narrowed his eyes.

After Ling Shuang was endangered in Dayangzhou, he gathered extensive intelligence on the Tianming Sect—including data on this Heavenly Demon.

This individual is ninth-rank lower, possessing an A-class enhancement-type ability.

Back then in Dayangzhou, that power was undoubtedly formidable.

But to Xu Jingming now, a single Thunder Art in Thunderstorm State would likely be enough to kill him.

"But I don't recognize the other Black man—could he be the new Tianming Sect Divine Son?"

As Xu Jingming pondered, Su Qingli behind him exclaimed slightly in surprise: "Huh, isn't this Garca from Heizhou?"

"Teacher, you know him?"

"Mm."

Su Qingli nodded softly. "He possesses an A-class enhancement-type ability, ninth-rank middle.

He's the chieftain of a tribe in Heizhou—his strength is quite notable across the entire Heizhou, though he's extremely low-key.

I only learned of him two years ago at an international conference."

Most Heizhou powerhouses are arrogant beyond measure, but Garca is an exception.

That's precisely why Su Qingli had a faint impression of him.

"An A-class ability—he probably isn't the Tianming Sect Divine Son, unless he's been hiding his ability rank."

Xu Jingming frowned.

If that's the case, it's troublesome.

According to the Tianming Sect's selection criteria for Divine Sons, a Divine Son should at least possess an SS-class ability.

Though Xu Jingming has confidence in his own strength, he doesn't believe he can defeat a ninth-rank middle SS-class ability user.

At that moment, the communicator flipped, and the face of its holder appeared on the holographic display.

This person had a tall, lean build and a handsome appearance.

His expression was calm, but a hint of gloom and mania seemed to lurk in his eyes.

"This is... Li Hao?"

Xu Jingming's face registered shock — he had never, ever expected to run into an acquaintance here!

"My lord, do you have a signal?"

More than fifty kilometers away, Tian Yao asked the Holy Son Li Hao.

"No."

Li Hao, shifting his gaze away from the communicator, shook his head. "Looks like Lava and the others are in grave danger."

"Most likely."

Tian Yao sighed, a lingering worry etched on her alluring oval face.

"Don't worry — with me here, they won't dare do anything to you."

A wicked smile curled at Li Hao's lips as he pulled Tian Yao into his arms.

A large hand climbed up a certain lofty peak, kneading wantonly.

The black man beside them instinctively turned his gaze aside. Tian Yao pressed herself closer and cooed:

"With the Holy Son here, naturally I won't worry.

Still, three Tier-9 strong ones falling just like that — for our Tianming Sect, that's no small loss."

Li Hao had always been a wastrel, and Tian Yao had hit a bottleneck in her strength, desperate to cling to a powerful cultivator.

So, after entering the Void-Breaking Tower, the two of them naturally got together.

"Strong ones?"

Li Hao's face was contemptuous. "Those three — what strong ones are they?

I can already feel it — within a month at most, I'll break through to Tier 9!"

"Tier 9?"

Tian Yao's beautiful eyes lit up, her expression delighted. She swayed her slender waist and fawned with all she had:

"Truly worthy of the Holy Son — your talent is extraordinary indeed!"

"Of course. Following me, you won't regret it."

Li Hao let out a hearty laugh.

But soon his brow furrowed, and his spiritual power surged forth, carefully sweeping the surroundings.

"What's wrong?" Tian Yao asked, puzzled.

"I sensed a feeling of being watched," Li Hao replied, deliberating.