Black Line

"Have you found any other clues? This alone makes it very difficult to find the person." Chen Fei returned the Blood Snake to the tray and looked at Qian Jianlong.

With only a trace of aura, even an Aperture Refining Realm expert could not possibly find someone amid the vast sea of people. That was simply unrealistic. And if they could not find the person, this task would likely drag on for a very long time.

As for guarding Molten Sun Manor and waiting by the stump for a rabbit, that was no solution either. Heaven knew when that thief would come again.

This time, the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect had dispatched two Aperture Refining Realm martial artists for this task. One reason was to prepare for any unforeseen mishaps; the other was to resolve the matter as quickly as possible.

The situation around Xianyun City was constantly shifting. Only after settling all matters within its own territory could the Immortal Cloud Sword Sect spare more energy to deal with the Divine Flame Sect.

"There are no other clues." Qian Jianlong shook his head.

"Then how do you plan for us to search?" Fang Zhehua's brows could not help but furrow. Just as Chen Fei had said, there was simply no way to find that person with so little to go on.

Qian Jianlong gave a bitter smile. This was all the information he had. Even if he wanted to conjure something up, he could not produce any other useful details.

"Take us to the place where the shadow was spotted that day for a look." Chen Fei considered for a moment.

"Alright. This way, please."

Qian Jianlong nodded and led Chen Fei and Fang Zhehua to the rear of the manor.

Chen Fei surveyed the surroundings. Although Molten Sun