Three years later.
"This place is rather desolate! Aside from the place Little Dragon and the others found, the divine power concentration everywhere else is extremely low." Zhou Hao sensed the concentration of divine power in the area and remarked.
"Mm." Murong nodded slightly. "This place is indeed quite desolate, so few people come here.
It looks like we should change direction... Mm, perhaps we should still follow your instincts!"
She had originally wanted to change direction, but when she thought of Zhou Hao's luck, she felt it would be better to follow his instincts.
Zhou Hao knew what she was thinking. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Then let's change direction! We'll head farther in."
"Whatever you decide is fine." Murong had no objections.
Zhou Hao then changed the flying ship's direction without another word and steered it to the left.
"Now..."
Murong had just begun to say something when her expression abruptly changed, and she froze for a moment.
Zhou Hao noticed immediately and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
The instant his words fell, his own expression suddenly froze, and his movements halted as well.
"This is..." Zhou Hao exclaimed in surprise, covering his Dantian with one hand. He could feel an unceasing stream of imperial aura pouring into his body.
Watching his expression, Murong asked thoughtfully, "Is your imperial aura increasing?"
With the protection of the starry sky egg, she could not sense the imperial aura within Zhou Hao's body at all.
Zhou Hao nodded lightly. "Mm, it's increasing rapidly."
After saying that, he paused briefly, then turned to Murong and asked, "Could it be that your imperial aura is declining?"
"Mm." Murong nodded without hesitation. "At this rate of decline, my imperial aura will completely disappear in less than ten minutes."
Zhou Hao frowned upon