Yun Yang racked his brain in desperation.
"He has moved from the south to the north, so he won't be committing the same mistake twice. I believe his next wave of attacks will be in the southern direction."
"Wherever he has directed his assaults isn't safe any longer. I can't linger here anymore."
As Yun Yang was making up his mind, his wind form continued to travel northward. Sword light flashed ominously again in the south, brightening the sky for at least a dozen times in succession before it finally stopped.
In that time, Yun Yang had already moved tens of thousands of feet away. Seeing that the attacks had ceased, he immediately slowed himself down. Peering intently into the distance, the southern quadrant only enjoyed a moment of peace before the sword light blazed in fury again.
"The time gap is far too short. Mr. Nian is still suspicious over there indeed. It doesn't fare well for me, seeing as to how efficiently he is reacting to this."
Yun Yang sighed in despondency.