Over the next two days, Su Fan waited constantly for information about the Celestial Race.
But Qin Yu of Ruyi Pavilion never contacted him. Perhaps the people sent to keep watch had been discovered.
In any case, no information came through during those two days. Even Xue Ming of Yellow Springs Tower had not contacted him.
There was no need to rush the Black Robe Path. No matter whom they brought back from beyond the domains, as long as it was not an Integration Stage big shot, Su Fan basically would not take them seriously.
But the Celestial Race was another matter. Those fellows called themselves the chosen of the gods and were incredibly narcissistic in their daily lives.
Perhaps because their race had a low reproductive capacity and numbered very few, the cultivators of the Celestial Race were extremely united.
Even the Celestial Race's upper-realm big shots not only took great care of their clansmen in the lower realm, but were also especially protective of them.
Thus, these narcissistic fellows were usually arrogant and overbearing, bold beyond belief, and capable of doing absolutely anything.
If the Celestial Race finished building the altar, heaven knew what they might summon down.
Su Fan had to rush over and completely destroy that altar before they finished building it. Only then could he set his mind at ease.
But he did not dare leave this small marketplace lightly, because too many people were keeping tabs on him now. Even with that jade talisman from Luo Xiwen's Household ancestor, he still did not dare change locations casually.
The moment he left this place, he might expose his whereabouts.
So Su Fan was waiting for information from Ruyi Pavilion. Once he found the Celestial Race's exact location, he would go straight there and kill them