Time just drifted away.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
The small world seemed to have quieted down, no treasures emerged, and even the battles had become rare, as if the majority of the powerful had left.
Flying straight for a whole day, one might not even encounter another force's strong fighters.
But Tang Yu was well aware,
the Three Emperors, National Guardian level fighters, Pirate generals, and ordinary Divine Domain realm warriors, these beings, most had not left but simply concealed their auras, hidden somewhere in the small world.
Only with expanded Perception and full effort in searching might one possibly find a trace of these people.
At this juncture, no one would do so.
Indeed,
secret techniques, Incomplete Holy Artifacts, even the "Nine-Five Emperor" that was once the steed of the Emperor of the Sea, were rumored to have been taken by some force.
But most fighters still believed that the Emperor of the Sea's treasure hadn't fully emerged.
