Thunder rolled across the sky, explosions rattling the air.
Laws of the Great Dao clashed, and spells tore through the heavens in a frenzy.
It was You Shaojun, Sun Xiangyuan, and the others, still scouring the land for any sign of Jiang Chen.
Liang Youwen had already sent men to the Blue Whirlpool Sect, yet he pressed on with his own group, determined to flush Jiang Chen out.
But so far, they hadn't found even a shadow of him—no trace, no clue.
"Damn it! How is he still hiding? By now that trick of his should've worn off already." Sun Xiangyuan's brow furrowed, his face so dark it looked ready to drip ink.
"Exactly. We've combed through such a huge area, checked every inch of land," You Shaojun said, frustration clear on his face.
"No matter how well Jiang Chen hides, we should've found him by now. Don't tell me… we were wrong, and he slipped away long ago?" His expression darkened with unease.
