As if.
Lei Jun stood atop a stone pillar, overlooking the Stone Forest below, his eyes flickering. Within the depths of his pupils, the brilliance of the Heaven-piercing Earth-penetrating Taliscript circulated rhythmically, shifting between light and dark.
He had indeed not discovered any clue to Taoist Chen Donglou's whereabouts.
But he was certain that in recent years, someone had visited this Stone Forest, causing a significant commotion before meticulously cleaning up afterward to conceal their tracks and avoid detection by any who might follow.
Even with Lei Jun's insight, it was difficult to find the slightest trace in a short amount of time; it was the Dark Side of Celestial Book that sensed something amiss. The transformations of creation meant that chaos and disorder frequently alternated with precision and order. The Dark Side of Celestial Book indeed possessed the subtle power to sow chaos and disorder.
