Qin Yu locked onto the psychic who had launched the attack and abruptly raised a leg to stride forward, but his foot hung in midair without dropping back down, as a sense of crisis saved him once again!
Qin Yu squinted his eyes, the snow in front of him appeared quite normal, but Qin Yu knew that under the snow, everything was far from normal!
He slowly squatted down, gently brushed off the snow from the grassland, and revealed an expression of realization on his face—there was a trick to the snow-covered ground!
Was it a landmine? No, that's not right! It must also be the Poseidon Armament! It was emitting a faint energy fluctuation; otherwise, how could it completely thwart his sensory exploration?
Qin Yu took out two silver needles, carefully cleared the surrounding soil, so as not to disturb the Poseidon Armament with any vibrations.
Soon, Qin Yu could see the full picture of the Poseidon Armament, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
