He subconsciously looked in the direction where the Magic Conch had originally floated.
Not there?
Where is the fragment of the Immortal Objects?
Cheng Ye furrowed his brows tightly, planning to continue forward to see if the fragment was stuck in the cracked ground of the dry lakebed, when a faint ripple suddenly came from behind him.
The ripple was unique, like it formed a secret connection with the two runes on the back of his hand, gently vibrating his perception.
It also seemed to connect with the Tan Ming equipment he was equipped with, verifying some kind of data.
Cheng Ye abruptly turned around, his whole body instantly frozen in place.
At some unknown time, a mysterious blood-red figure had quietly stood behind him.
The outline of the figure was blurry, its appearance unclear, with only the object it held being exceptionally clear.
It was exactly what he had seen in the information space, on the lake in the cave, and had been obsessed with these days...
