This spiritual force was hidden remarkably well. Those under Foundation Establishment wouldn’t be able to detect it whatsoever—if the Clearcloud Realm didn’t have Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Xu Yangyi closed his eyes, and his spiritual sense erupted in an instant. Nevertheless, he entered that strange monochrome space again. It seemed that spiritual sense detection was completely prohibited during the Sky Burial Festival.

Spiritual sense has been sealed… He furrowed his brows.

“You’ve come?!” Just as he entered, a voice wild with joy began to screech, “I knew it! I knew you would come again! Listen to me, it’s already started… It’s already started! We…”

Xu Yangyi snorted coldly and opened his eyes. Without pause, he took a step forward and jumped down to a building below. This place was under a nation-protector array… but flying was the only activity that was banned. If he wanted to chase after this sea of coffins, a Foundation Establishment cultivator had too many methods available to them!

BOOM! He violently landed on the ground. Everyone in the vicinity was stunned, and they stopped in the middle of their singing.

“Wind Brandishes Traces.” He easily cast a spell. In a moment, he lightly floated a meter...