Chapter 1105: The Darkness Was Like an Old Friend
In the south, my rank is #1145....
Xu Qing was currently speeding through the sky underneath the aurora. His expression was one of pure vigilance. In no way had he relaxed after killing that city magistrate. In contrast, his guard was up more than ever.
Now that he had activated the permission medallion, which involved absorbing it into himself, he was officially part of the Immortal Capital’s Trial of the Hunt.
He could already feel danger looming. And that was because the range at which he could sense other medallions had increased. One unique function of the Immortal Capital permission medallions was that they couldn’t sense other medallions unless you activated them first. You could be literally standing right next to someone else with a medallion and your divine will wouldn’t be able to detect their medallion.
The only way to sense other medallions was to activate and absorb your medallion. The medallions qualified you to join the competition, but at the same time, served a specific function.
Xu Qing had absorbed his medallion before killing the city magistrate, and at that time, the range of his own medallion was 50,000 kilometers. That meant that he would instantly sense any other medallions that were within that range.
He had previously assumed everyone else could do the exact same thing. However... after killing that city magistrate, who had also possessed a medallion, Xu Qing realized that, not only had his ranking climbed, but also, his medallion had changed. It was as if the medallion had upgraded from a basic state to a second, more advanced state.
The most obvious change was that the range in which he could sense other medallions had increased by tenfold. He could now sense anything within 500,000 kilometers.
That was the reason for his grave attitude.
I only got one additional medallion, but my range increased by a huge amount. Logically speaking, I can expect the range to increase even more as I get more medallions. In that case, everyone else....
Xu Qing’s pupils constricted. This was not a good situation for him. The more people you killed, and the more medallions you accumulated, the greater the range of your own senses.