Seeing the smile flicker across Ye Feng's face, the old figure felt a foreboding gloom settle in his heart.
Indeed, as Ye Feng's fingers clenched slightly, he spoke, "Although I'm very curious as to how you managed to execute hidden techniques right under my nose, after I refined the white bone, now is the time to eliminate these things."
After saying that, the force applied to that pinch suddenly increased, and then a gray light on the white bone vanished.
And the imprint stored upon the white bone by the old figure also directly disappeared.
Watching all of Ye Feng's actions, the old figure couldn't help but feel a bit alarmed.
He hadn't expected Ye Feng to be able to detect these things.
Seeing this, his earlier assumption seemed increasingly accurate, and he was convinced that perhaps Ye Feng truly had some absolute connection with certain things he had foreseen.
Otherwise, Ye Feng would have had no chance of discovering what was hidden within the white bone.
