"What was that?"
On a desolate wasteland, four people abruptly came to a halt.
Before stopping, they had actually been arguing.
The four were Yinlan, Cangxuan, Wu Jiu, and the Old Devil Dutian.
They had been cursing Cangxuan.
Cangxuan wore a helpless expression as well. "How the hell was I supposed to know this damned place was so vast?"
A full nine days had passed.
Their Dao curses had burned out completely, yet they still had not caught up to that "Lin Feng." All they could do was watch the flames of those Dao curses grow farther and farther away.
The more they chased, the angrier they became.
It was infuriating!
By the time they reached this barren land, they had completely lost faith and no longer wanted to pursue him. With this time, they might as well continue searching for treasures. They could potentially gain far more, after all. The opening of this unknown territory also meant there might be countless treasures no one had ever seen before.
Just then, a huge disturbance from one side caught their attention.
After stopping, they turned to look.
In the distant heavens and earth, there seemed to be a mass of black-and-white ink. Beneath its shroud, a colossal beast could be vaguely seen—its head visible but its tail nowhere in sight—emitting a tremor like that of the deep sea.
"Other than us and that kid, there probably aren't any others who have reached this place yet, right?" Wu Jiu looked in that direction, a faint heat rising in his eyes.
Buzz!
The moment he finished speaking, the other three figures charged in that direction without another word.
"Damn it!"
Wu Jiu was a ghost god, so naturally he did not fear falling behind in speed. Once he reacted, he too shot toward