Chapter 228 : You... are spying on me, aren't you?!

"Okay..." Belo Ber nodded slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation.

Then, Sena held the life lamp in one hand and took out a copper mirror with the other.

The frame of the copper mirror was carved with bas-reliefs of wailing souls. In addition, there were several cracks on the mirror's surface, which throbbed like veins, exuding a trace of sinister energy.

This was the divination tool that Sena relied on. Every time she performed a divination, a new crack would appear on the mirror's surface.

However, the mirror was still in relatively good condition for now, and it could support Sena's use for quite a while.

"I'll begin," Sena said as she pressed the mirror tightly against her eyes, muttering strange incantations. The bizarre words spilled from her lips, reverberating in the ears of everyone in the hall.

Everyone in the hall held their breath and waited silently for the result.

Time passed bit by bit, yet Sena seemed to turn into a stone statue, maintaining that eerie posture without moving.

The others didn't dare to interrupt, until at some point, Sena's chanting finally stopped.

But even though the chanting had ceased, she remained motionless, not giving any signs of life.

Sia couldn't hold back her anxiety and walked over to pat Sena on the shoulder. "Sena, ma'am..."

However, as soon as she did, Sena suddenly began to wobble and then collapsed like a puppet with its strings cut.

Upon closer inspection, Sena was bleeding from all seven orifices, and the copper mirror, which she had been holding tightly, was now cracked in all directions. As she fell to the ground, it shattered with a crash, scattering into countless pieces.

This sudden change left most people in the room stunned. What was going on? She seemed... almost dead?

Belo Ber, sitting at the head of the table, frowned upon seeing this. He immediately waved his hand, and a white light shot into Sena's body.

A miracle occurred: Sena's injuries stopped instantly, and she slowly regained consciousness.

At that moment, her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were filled with fear and lingering dread. Only then did she realize that during this divination, she had suffered an unprecedented blow, even losing consciousness for a while!

She recalled that the last time she had faced such a life-and-death danger was hundreds of years ago.

At that time, she was just a beginner in the Seventh Realm, and she had recklessly attempted to divine the secrets of a great master, only to suffer a backlash and nearly lose her life.

Since then, she had become cautious with her divination techniques, abandoning any attempts if she sensed the slightest danger.

But this time, she had wanted to prove her value in front of the Icefield and, with her divination skills greatly improved over the past century, she had upgraded her divination tool, which could bear more of the backlash for her.

So, she had been confident in trying it, but who could have guessed this would be the result... Wait, where is my tool?

Looking down, Sena suddenly realized that the bone mirror she had used was completely shattered, having already left her.

This backlash had indeed been extreme. If the bone mirror hadn't protected her, she probably would have been dead by now.

Seeing Sena in this miserable state, the high-ranking officials of the Icefield nation immediately turned grim.

Just the backlash from a divination had nearly cost the diviner's life. What kind of powerful figure could be behind the mysterious person who killed the Master of the Rocks?

"Did you foresee anything?" Belo Ber furrowed his brow and asked. "If this is all you're capable of, then there's no need for an alliance."

"I... I saw something... Let me recall." Sena nodded quickly. She had nearly lost her life, and if she hadn't gotten anything from the divination, she really would have had to commit seppuku to atone for it.

Just now, with her superb divination skills, she had indeed glimpsed some clues about the murderer. But now that she had just woken up from her faint, her memory was a little muddled, and she needed some time to sort through it.

Sena struggled to recall, piecing together the blurry fragments of her memory.

At first, she saw a vague, misty scene in the copper mirror.

In that vision, there was a figure dressed in white, its flowing robes fluttering as if the person was flying at high speed in the air.

This person was the real killer of the Master of the Rocks. Through her divination, Sena had glimpsed some of the surrounding details.

The figure was not particularly tall or burly, and looked like a young man, but exuded an extremely terrifying aura.

Even through the misty vision in the copper mirror, Sena could feel a shiver of dread from that aura!

Just as Sena gathered the courage to try to adjust her perspective and get a better look at the person's appearance, the figure seemed to sense something.

The fast-moving figure suddenly stopped, slightly turning to one side. The left hand covered its face, and the right hand slowly raised, the index finger pointing directly at Sena, who was peering through the copper mirror. A cold, bone-chilling voice then came:

"Wutian, Sena... You're spying on me, aren't you?"

Boom!!

The sound of that question was like a thunderclap, echoing violently in Sena's mind. She gasped, trying to calm her inner turmoil and fear.

No wonder this divination caused such a backlash. The person could even detect her divination in the spiritual realm!

No, it wasn't just detection. The person had even accurately spoken her name!

Sena had been practicing divination for over a century, and she had never encountered anything like this before!

"What are you standing there for? What happened? Speak quickly!" Sia urgently pressed, her anxiety growing with each moment. The more terrified Sena seemed, the more unsettled the high-ranking officials of the Icefield nation became.

What had she seen? One divination had nearly cost her life, and now she was frightened out of her wits.

"I... I saw the killer," Sena gritted her teeth and said, forcing the words out.

"What did they look like? What's their name? Where are they?" Sia continued to press.

All these questions were difficult for Sena to answer. She had only seen a back view, didn't know the person's name, and had no idea where they were...

Unable to help, and to answer the Icefield officials' questions, Sena had no choice but to dive back into the frightening memory, looping it over and over, examining it again and again.

Wait, no, wait...

And it was precisely because of this that she began to notice more details. She clearly saw that beneath the young man's feet was a vast city.

The city was decorated in a grand and luxurious manner, with exquisitely detailed carvings on the buildings, all showcasing extravagance and magnificence...

The more Sena looked, the more familiar it seemed. When she finally recognized the city's iconic features, her entire body froze!

That was none other than the capital of the Icefield—Ye Sai Fortress!