Chapter 950

“A sensing sensation?”

The Sky Demon frowned, his immense spiritual force surging outward.

The black Galka beside him also furrowed his brow, carefully sensing.

After a long while, the Sky Demon shook his head: “I didn’t sense any spiritual force fluctuations from other psychics nearby.”

“It doesn’t have to be spiritual force—it could be some other form of surveillance.”

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and with a loud pop, Li Hao crushed the communicator in his hand.

He released his right hand; the debris mixed with lightning scattered to the ground with the wind:

“The technology level of the Ember World far exceeds our imagination—communicators could also serve as their ‘eyes.’

Since we can’t reach Nawa and the others, this communicator is useless. Better to destroy it outright.”

High-rank psychics all possess their own intuition.

Having inherited the ‘Holy Lord’s’ bloodline, his perception is endowed with extraordinary talent.

Once he senses something abnormal, it truly is abnormal.

The Sky Demon paused, then smiled in agreement:

“Indeed, the Divine Son is far more meticulous. What shall we do next?”

“Keep moving. We shouldn’t be long before we find the entrance to the next level,” Li Hao said.

Compared to the unknown civilization’s opportunities, Xu Jingming was merely a secondary target.

If we encounter him, fine; if not, I won’t waste time searching for him.

“His communicator was destroyed—the signal is cut off. We can’t see his side anymore.”

On the other side, Eva muttered helplessly, “This guy’s perception is sharp—he actually realized there was something wrong with the communicator.”

Compared to spiritual surveillance, her electronic signals are far harder for psychics to detect.

“Is that really Li Hao? Why does he seem like a different person?” Su Qingli exclaimed in surprise.

Back when Li Hao repeatedly came to Thunder Headquarters seeking Ling Shuang, she’d always viewed him as a spoiled brat.

Yet now he’s transformed into the Divine Son of the Mandate Cult!

And his strength seems to have changed drastically—he’s even made the Sky Demon obey him.

“It really is Li Hao.”

Xu Jingming’s gaze flickered slightly. “It seems he’s undergone considerable changes during this time.”

Back in April half a year ago, when he knocked Li Hao flying in front of Thunder Dojo, Li Hao was only at Low 8th Rank.

In half a year, he broke from Low 8th Rank to Peak 8th Rank—that’s an absolutely terrifying breakthrough speed.

If he hadn’t experienced something, I wouldn’t believe it.

After all, Li Hao doesn’t have a system.

“Eva, can you keep monitoring him?” Xu Jingming turned to Eva.

“No, he only had this one communicator,” Eva shook her head.

“If so, we’ll have to act ourselves.

With my current spiritual strength, I only need to get within three kilometers of them.

Then I can sense all their movements...”

Xu Jingming mused.

“Is three kilometers too close?”

Su Qingli frowned slightly, worried: “Li Hao is strange—he only has a B-rank enhancement psychic ability, and he’s only Peak 8th Rank.

Logically, his perception shouldn’t be stronger than the 9th Rank Sky Demon’s.”

She paused, then added: “Jingming, maybe we shouldn’t risk it.

Li Hao may not even have the Blood Healing Holy Pill, and my strength has already recovered to 8th Rank—it’s enough.”

“Don’t worry—I have my own plan.”

Xu Jingming grinned, his spiritual force surging wildly.

It coalesced in a peculiar way, completely enveloping him and Su Qingli.

“What is this...?” Su Qingli’s eyes widened in surprise.

Beneath this layer of spiritual force, she felt her own aura entirely concealed.

“Spiritual SS-rank combat technique: Concealment Art.”

Xu Jingming explained with a smile. “With this Concealment Art, they won’t sense our presence—even if they do, we can escape instantly.”

As he spoke, his Thunder Dragon Wings flared slightly, and Xu Jingming, carrying Su Qingli, shot forward like a black lightning bolt.

In less than three minutes, Xu Jingming sensed a faint aura fluctuation ahead.

“Heart Net!”

Xu Jingming immediately activated his perception combat technique.

The previously blurred aura instantly sharpened—three kilometers ahead, Li Hao and the other two were flying at high speed.

“It really is Li Hao and the others!”

Su Qingli’s eyes lit up as she received Xu Jingming’s spiritual perception imagery.

“Looks like they haven’t noticed us yet.”

Xu Jingming nodded, musing: “Follow them for now. If no other abnormalities appear, let Tie Lian strike first.”

One A-rank 9th Rank Mid-tier Galka, one A-rank 9th Rank Low-tier Sky Demon.

These two are no threat—I and Tie Lian can easily handle them.

The most suspicious point is Li Hao himself—I have a feeling his combat power isn’t just Peak 8th Rank.

Although Li Hao hasn’t entered 9th Rank, his Peak 8th Rank self can already fly.

His flight speed isn’t even slower than the Sky Demon beside him—they flew forward as a trio.

Xu Jingming, meanwhile, followed behind like a patient hunter.

Along the way, the Sky Demon and others encountered powerful beasts, but Li Hao never intervened—each was handled by the Sky Demon.

After tracking them for over three hours without Li Hao ever acting, Xu Jingming finally frowned and ordered:

“Xiao Lian, it’s your turn—test Li Hao’s strength.”

“Yes, Master.”

The armor covering Xu Jingming detached and fell to the ground, transforming into a massive lotus.

Countless vines sprouted, like giant serpents burrowing into the earth, creeping toward Li Hao.

“Teacher, get down first.”

As Tie Lian moved, Xu Jingming also landed, waiting for Su Qingli to dismount from his back.

He immediately entered Thunderstorm Mode—his towering, three-meter-tall form surrounded by violent SSS-rank Chaotic Divine Thunder.

Simultaneously, a pitch-black Radiant Thunder Ring rotated slowly behind him like a halo of death.

With the Galka and Sky Demon still with Li Hao, Tie Lian’s strike might not force Li Hao to reveal his true strength.

He’d have to cooperate.

“Li Hao, no matter what happened during this time, you’d better have the Blood Healing Holy Pill.”

Xu Jingming’s gaze flickered; he channeled his spiritual force, silently preparing a long-range spell combat technique.

BOOM!

Just over ten seconds later, Tie Lian reached Li Hao’s location.

Vines with diameters of dozens of meters erupted from the ground like a colossal dragon, striking upward at Li Hao and the others!

“Divine Son, watch out!”

The Sky Demon and Galka’s expressions changed instantly—they lunged at the green vines.

Yet at that moment, a crackling sound erupted—a massive black thunderous greatsword suddenly coalesced in the sky!

Thunder God’s Punishment Sword!

SSS-rank Lightning combat technique!

As the thunderous greatsword formed in the sky, a crushing pressure descended.

The Galka and Sky Demon turned pale—but after a moment of shock, Li Hao’s face broke into ecstatic joy:

“Thunder Dojo’s Thunder God’s Punishment Sword? Xu Jingming, I didn’t even come looking for you—and you dare show up yourself!”