Chen Yu and Meng Qingyun, separated by thousands of miles from the Storm Plains, descended from the sky.
At this moment, countless pairs of eyes were watching that place; approaching rashly was tantamount to exposing themselves to the enemy's sight.
"Can you sense the divine demon parts?"
Meng Qingyun inquired.
Even if the deduced clues were right, there could still be errors or inaccuracies.
"No."
Chen Yu shook his head.
But he wouldn't leave easily either.
The prophecy of the Great Prophet had a very high accuracy rate, and there was still one year left until the Great Prophet's prediction.
Moreover, he didn't have any other reliable clues.
The two retreated a few thousand more miles, then burrowed underground to hide.
Chen Yu entered the inner space of the [Wood Nether Pearl] to cultivate, waiting for the right moment to come.
