Beneath the towering Heavenly Giant Statue, Qing Yu suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
'How strange, why do I feel this way?'
Ordinary people might not pay much attention to such feelings, but Qing Yu, who had cultivated Daoist Skill and was extremely proficient in the way of Heavenly Mechanism, would not take these whims as coincidental.
With the Heavenly Son's Qi Observation Skill in motion, Qing Yu looked around with sharp eyes, examining the Qi of the wild from every direction.
Then, because he was disturbed by the Cold Eunuch, the sensation of being watched from afar by Fengming Pavilion felt particularly strong; Qing Yu could tell with just one look.
Looking up, it was as if he was gazing into a pair of invisible phoenix eyes in the sky, and suddenly he heard a cold snort near his ear.
'It seems I've been targeted.'
Although Qing Yu had not shown himself much during this period, the Proposal of the Heavenly Giant Statue he had made was always in the public eye.
