After leaving Shuifan City, Ang did not pause for even a moment.
He quickly returned to the Empire through the Plane Portal.
Finally free of them. Ang quietly let out a breath in his heart.
Not long afterward, he stepped into Akreli City once more.
The familiar sky and streets rushed toward him, but this time, he moved faster and more decisively than usual.
He hurried all the way without stopping anywhere, heading straight for the Christian Family estate.
Yet what greeted him was an eerie desolation.
The once bustling courtyard now had its gates half-open. Weeds choked the grounds, and when the wind blew, dust rose into the air. The remaining footprints had long been blurred by wind and rain.
The entire estate stood empty, like an abandoned manor.
Ang frowned deeply.
He raised a hand and pushed open the courtyard gate. The hinges let out a piercing creak, and the yard was so quiet that he could hear his own footsteps.
"Where are the Christian Family members?" Ang suddenly raised his hand and stopped a servant passing by.
The servant's expression changed drastically the instant he saw Ang. It was as if Death itself had fixed its gaze on him. He trembled in terror, nearly unable to speak.
Ang's gaze sharpened, and spiritual power surged out like a tide as he instantly cast the Soul Shockwave Technique.
The servant's eyes went blank for a moment. His fear was suppressed, and his breathing gradually steadied.
"Speak." Ang's voice was low, carrying an undeniable force.
"They... they already left." The servant's voice trembled, though it was much clearer than before.
"Left?" Ang narrowed his eyes. "Where did they go? Is the entire Christian Family down to just you now?"
The servant slowly nodded, his eyes carrying both fear and helplessness.