Day by day passed, high above the sea ten thousand miles outside Heavenly River City, everyone was waiting for a guest destined to "return home" from afar, but they still hadn't arrived.
The calm sea shimmered, with waves three feet high even without wind.
"Could he have guessed the Taoism's plan, and chose to lay low for the time being, not planning to return to Heavenly River City yet?" Qian Venerable looked down from above, his divine sense sweeping through the space up and down without finding anything unusual.
Apart from the occasional sea demon passing through, there was nothing else in the surrounding space.
Constantly scanning with divine sense was tiring, but everyone had to do it; being a bit tired was better than failing at the last moment, right?
However, as time passed, Qian Venerable began to gradually lose patience and became agitated.
