Jun Changxiao VS King Jialuo
Whenever Jun Changxiao entered the Wangu Realm together with the warship, a grain of sand would be left behind where they vanished.
Perhaps realizing that destroying the Demon Emperor's sharp-blade fleet would invite retaliation, he did not fly all over the world while recovering from his injuries. Instead, he hid in a plane beforehand.
However.
There had always been a point of light in the area where the grain of sand existed, suggesting that someone had discovered it.
"Strange."
A frigid voice rang out through the universe. "The warship's aura clearly exists here. Why is there no trace of it?"
A burly black figure with bat-like wings growing from his back stood in the void.
That was right.
King Jialuo, one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons.
This fellow's nose was sharper than a dog's. After destroying the Guixu Realm, he had followed the Eternal Ship's aura here, only to... chase nothing but emptiness.
"It shouldn't be."
"It should be here."
King Jialuo trusted his nose. He guessed that the other party might have used some Formation or hidden somewhere in the universe, so he sat cross-legged and waited. He waited for months, his patience bar completely maxed out.
Hiss!
Hiss!
His hands swept through the void, leaving crack after crack behind.
King Jialuo was trying to stumble upon the Eternal Ship hidden in the dark by sheer luck.
By now, several regions had been torn into fragments. Fierce winds from the depths howled out, their wails like ghosts crying and wolves howling.
The grain of sand transformed from the Wangu Realm was hiding nearby. At this rate of carpet-bombing destruction, it would sooner or later be caught in the blast.
"Hmm?"
King Jialuo suddenly frowned.
Space in a relatively intact region of the universe rippled