Chapter 891: The Excitement and Ecstasy of the Masters of Refining Nothingness

"How did he discover that?!!"

The Nine Great Daoists had horror in their eyes, as well as relief, and their scalps tingled.

If this alien race Emperor managed to escape and inform his kind of the existence of this Domain, they would immediately lose the hard-earned advantage they had just established.

Their panic stemmed from the thought: if they ever fled in the future, would they also be rooted out like this, with nowhere to hide?

"Is this a coincidence?"

An Tuzi asked, standing unsteadily.

"It's instinct."

"The Dari Swordsman's instinct."

The Heavenly Calculator Daoist murmured, "This person, in particular to the strong, especially those of the same level, has a nose more sensitive than that of any divine dog, with an instinctive sense ingrained in his marrow. Even if Divine Sense and Sword Intent can't detect it, his instinct can still vaguely sense it."

"His sudden meditation at the Boundary Wall is no coincidence."