Feng Yi's wonder wasn't in his strength or excellence, but rather his extraordinary sense of smell. That was the most remarkable thing about him. If Feng Yi said it was certain, then it most likely was.
Seeing the fighting spirit radiating from Blade Warrior, Feng Yi hurried to explain, declaring that he couldn't guarantee anything—it was just that he couldn't sense the bizarre presence. As for whether there truly was none, one could only hope for the best! After all, the existence of this creature had already posed a grave threat to humanity itself. But still…
Feng Yi hadn't forgotten the warning Mo Ying had given back then. This creature wasn't something humanity could currently contend with. Yet Mo Ying had also said another line: miracles exist among the human race.
