In the sprawling map, Hedi raised his hand abruptly from his contemplation. A voidlike touch spread through the air and settled upon the depth map.
Invisible fingers felt along the rises and positions upon it, tracing the route the prey had taken and the marks they had left behind.
Just moments ago, the Water Mirror of the Fallen Nation had actually detected Source Matter fluctuations from a large-scale ritual...
Within the Scar Zone!
The Jester's thoughts raced as he began another round of deductions.
Were they trying to use the Scar Zone's environment to shake off their pursuers? To buy more time? Or were they planning another counterattack?
Was this overestimating themselves, or were they truly prepared?
Yet something always felt wrong.
He watched the enemy plunge into a dead end without looking back, but he did not dare relax or mock them in the slightest. Instead, he grew even more wary and uneasy.
At such a crucial moment, with the War of All Realms imminent, what exactly were they trying to do?
What exactly did Huai Shi want to do?
The Scar Zone?
The Heavenly Kingdom Lineage?
Those remnants of Utopia...
Suddenly, a peculiar implication rose in Hedi's heart. Faint ripples spread through his thoughts, bringing an indescribable realization.
Within those pitch-black eye sockets, dim firelight quietly emerged.
"So that's how it is?"
There had to be something there!
Something that made the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage willing to venture deep into hell at such a time...
Something they had to reclaim, even if they provoked countless opponents, had countless enemies on their heels, and willingly trapped themselves in certain death.
An authority relic? A Divine Miracle Inscription? Or Utopia's treasure from back then?
It no longer mattered.
The instant that realization surfaced, the final trace of gloom silently vanished,