The Nameless Plains.
By dusk, the Nameless Void had completely dissipated.
What remained scattered across the ground were several shattered Nether Capital Stones.
Clearly, someone had destroyed them, causing the Nameless Void to lose its "landmarks" and dissipate on its own.
Standing on the ground strewn with fragments of Nether Capital Stones, Luo Yan raised his head and looked at the sky.
At that moment, golden light flickered in his eyes, allowing him to see a phantom pillar of light descending upon the ground.
A figure emerged from within the pillar of light.
The red clothes were so glaring.
Luo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he saw Xing Ba.
Xing Ba knelt on one knee, facing Hong Zhuang, and seemed to be saying something.
"Strange..."
Luo Yan did not understand why the Throne General would kneel before Hong Zhuang.
At that moment, all the images blurred, like a television screen suffering from poor reception.
They vanished all at once.
Luo Yan remained silent for a moment before picking up his phone and calling Bai Shaotang.
The call connected quickly.
"Colonel Luo, did you find anything?"
Luo Yan nodded. "I saw 'Hong Zhuang.'"
"Hong Zhuang?"
"Qing Lian's older sister?"
"She's still alive?"
Bai Shaotang was somewhat surprised. "Who else was there?"
Luo Yan kicked away a fragment of a Nether Capital Stone. "No one else. But it was strange. That Throne General knelt before Hong Zhuang."
"Also, this place may have been affected by the Nameless Void. I couldn't see any more images."
Bai Shaotang said, "All right, come back first. We'll discuss our countermeasures."
Luo Yan answered and put down the phone.
He glanced once more at the place where Hong Zhuang had descended before walking toward the helicopter in the distance.
Night fell.
Jinge City, White Wolf Avenue.