On June 1, 9816 of the Radiant Calendar, tens of thousands of kilometers north of the Sixth Teleportation Array, space shattered, and a figure flew out. After using the laws to calculate, he headed south.
Just a few seconds later, two more figures flew out. After sensing their surroundings, they too headed south.
In the sea, the White-haired Youth sometimes hid within droplets of water and sometimes moved in different directions to evade his pursuers.
Above the sea, an elderly man in a gray robe hovered in the air. Purple energy swirled around him, while the pointer on the disk in his hand spun chaotically, sometimes pointing north and sometimes south, its direction uncertain.
About ten minutes later, the gray-robed elder opened his eyes, and the purple energy around him dissipated.
"How is it?" the silver-armored man standing guard beside him asked.
"Three hundred li to the east," the gray-robed elder rose to his feet and answered slowly.
"You go ahead this time. I'll circle around from behind. We must catch him," the silver-armored man said in a deep voice.
"Yes." The gray-robed elder answered with slight deference.
After watching the other man leave, the gray-robed elder put the Legendary-tier magic item used to track people into his spatial storage, then put on a show of searching eastward.
He and the silver-armored man were both Legendary, but he had cultivated for fifteen hundred years and was only at the middle stage of Kingdom Legendary. The other had reached the high stage of Kingdom Legendary in just a thousand years and was far stronger than him.
Elsewhere, beneath the sea three hundred kilometers away, the White-haired Youth hid within the gaps between water droplets. A bitter expression appeared on his face as he regretted stealing that treasure from the War Church