As she spoke, her divine sense probed downward, searching for Mo Ze's location. Yet, the moment she probed, her heart sank.
Seeing her face turn extremely grim, Du Fan and the others exchanged glances and asked, "Master, how is Hell's Lord?"
"Gone."
Feng Jiu's voice was slightly deepened, coldness evident in her eyes. "A trace of Black Lotus aura lingers in the depths of the sea. It was the Firmament Monarch who took action."
She hadn't expected that a mere sovereign could break through her barrier, especially while she was en route to the Heavenly Pill Tower. The lingering aura of the Black Lotus in the sea was accompanied by a distinct scent of blood, which deeply unsettled her, stirring an urge to unleash a bloody rampage.
She drew in a breath and soared into the air, her murderous intent pouring forth in that instant. A crimson figure streaked out like a flash of light, vanishing instantly into the clouds.
