"This direction... is toward Lin Dong City?"
Tang San and Fifth Elder led an elite force along the official road, constantly searching for traces of the carriage that had fled Heaven Dou City. Tang San looked at the marks left by the wheels, a purple gleam flashing through his eyes as he frowned and said.
With Mustard Seed-level Purple Demon Eyes, even in the dark of night, he could clearly see even the faintest trace.
Lin Dong City was nothing more than a small northern city, and the weather there was bitterly cold. Fleeing there was practically no different from walking straight into a trap. Tang San was beginning to wonder if he had made the wrong choice.
Staring at the wheel ruts on the ground, Tang San's brows suddenly knit together. He lowered himself and reached out to feel the tracks.
"What is it?"
Fifth Elder asked in confusion.
Tang San rubbed the fine soil between his fingers. In his grave tone was a hint of uncertainty. "Starting from here, the wheel ruts seem to have become a little shallower?"
Fifth Elder's expression tightened. He understood what Tang San meant: the carriage's weight had decreased. In other words, the two who had fled might have gotten out midway.
Vast mental power surged out in all directions. Chaotic currents of air made the surrounding trees rustle and sway, and even the chirping of insects fell silent. In the black night, everything was still. After a moment, Fifth Elder said in a low voice:
"Did you sense it wrong? I didn't detect anything unusual."
When Dai Yao left, he had carefully checked anything that might expose his aura and erased every trace of his and Qian Renxue's passage. Therefore, although Fifth Elder was powerful, he could not find anything.
Tang San