Upon hearing the hound-headed Martial Artist's words, a purple-skinned Demon Clan member walked over.
"Are you sure? We spread out in force and searched for so long without finding any clues, yet you can confirm it?"
"This time, there can be no mistake, boss. Our Spirit Hound Clan may not dare boast about anything else, but our tracking skills are absolutely unparalleled. We tracked them from the ground of the Origin Realm all the way here. Although the scent is extremely, extremely faint, the Emperor Princess's body fragrance still lingers slightly. Especially in th-th-th-these places, the Emperor Princess even stopped for a while."
"You can detect even that?"
"Yes. There is still residual air on these landmasses, and it has not dispersed into cosmic space, so the scent is easier to follow. Someone should have brought the Emperor Princess swiftly across the floating landmasses, perhaps using a technique like Teleport. I cannot be certain about the other places, but they definitely stayed here for a relatively long time."
"Good. Since you can confirm it, that is a great merit. And there are a few little shrimps here too. We can capture them and question them."
The Demon Clan Martial Artist swaggered up to Zhang Xuan. "You people, who did you encounter here some days ago?"
The Ground Race and the Endless Race were irreconcilable enemies. Whenever they met, conflict would inevitably arise—but that was only when their strengths were not too far apart. If the gap in strength was too great, it would not be a battle, but a massacre.
Zhang Xuan and the others stood there without moving, their legs trembling. This Demon Clan Martial Artist had reached Divine Realm Transformation, making him far stronger than Zhang Xuan.
Moreover, the enemy outnumbered them, and the rest had all reached