The sea demons were shocked to the core. They exchanged glances. To suppress them so completely, only a Demon King could possibly do so.
But why had the Demon King suddenly appeared here? Had the earlier disturbance been related to the Demon King?
All sorts of thoughts surfaced in the sea demons' minds, yet none dared raise their heads to look at the Demon King's appearance. They merely bowed their heads as low as they could.
Yan Xie looked down below. Yan Liu's aura had vanished here, and now, every trace related to Yan Liu had been erased.
Within a radius of ten miles, everything—whether crashing waves or sea demons—suddenly froze. Time itself seemed to have lost all meaning here.
Within his domain, Yan Xie tried to find Yan Liu's aura, as well as any other unusual traces, but found nothing.
Yan Xie could see the marks left behind by forcibly erased auras in The Void, but even with a Demon King's abilities, he could not restore those traces.
Destruction had always been easier than construction. Restoring a damaged object was already exceedingly difficult, let alone something as elusive and intangible as an aura.
Yan Xie vanished. The frozen space around them instantly returned to normal, and all the sea demons fled in panic, not daring to linger for even a moment.
Yan Xie appeared on the seafloor. Two damaged Universe Bags fell into his hand, but they carried only Hai Ao's and Yan Liu's auras. There was no third aura.
Yan Xie extended a finger and tapped one of the Universe Bags. A ripple spread from the bag and surged outward.
Yan Xie closed his eyes and sensed carefully. He was tracing where the items inside the Universe Bag had gone. As long as he found the direction, he