Xu Wendong paid no attention to the Painting Saint, instead carefully searching the nearby mountains and forests.
The Nether Ruins are vast and boundless, yet the number of people entering this time is considerable, and everyone was randomly transmitted here.
He calculated inwardly, thinking that in the vicinity, there should be quite a few people.
If he could find them, wouldn't it mean free labor?
Besides, he was eager to find Li Jiayin and Zhao Ying'er, so wouldn't this be killing two birds with one stone?
Otherwise, blindly digging in the mountains would not only be a waste of time, but Li Jiayin and Zhao Ying'er might also encounter danger.
Soon, Xu Wendong noticed some movement at the foot of the mountain.
A black and a white figure swiftly shuttled through the mountains and forests, with the white figure chasing the black figure, agile as a specter.
