Inside the Silver Pattern Profound Ark.
Ever since the vine Avatar and the Collective Consciousness had reached a cooperation agreement.
Cheng Han immediately issued an order. "Notify the Profound Ark fleets at every Central Tower to keep a close watch on any unusual movements among the sand ants on the ground."
The Profound Master responsible for relaying orders blanked out for a moment before hurriedly responding, "Understood!"
Ma Xuandu wore a strange expression as he muttered to himself, Envoy Cheng certainly has a lot of tricks up his sleeve, doesn't he?!
He was not the first to feel that there were "too many tricks," nor would he be the last.
Very soon.
As a Transcendental Fluctuation swept into the distance.
Changes gradually began occurring throughout the desert battlefield.
At one corner of the battlefield.
Six Profound Arks flew silently through the sky in a fan-shaped formation.
Looking down.
They saw only endless dunes stretching all the way to the horizon.
Such a sight.
At first glance, it seemed exceptionally magnificent, but after seeing too much of it, it became monotonous and dull.
A few seconds later.
A voice sounded from the communications mystic array.
"Damn it, we've been circling around for nearly half an hour and haven't run into a single thing."
Those words.
Were like opening a floodgate.
Other voices immediately chimed in.
"Those damned bugs seem to have all burrowed deep into the sand!"
"Yeah! If we keep patrolling like this, we're just wasting Mystic Crystals."
"Two Central Tower envoys from Rank B towers have already been dismissed. You'd better shut the hell up and get to work!"
That last remark immediately made the Mystic Adepts obediently close their mouths.
A single order from above had sent two High Rank Profound Masters packing to the Vanguard Camp,