In this stretch of void, how far one's divine sense could reach depended on how much Starfall Black Flame surrounded them. When it came too close to the flames, one's divine sense felt as if it were burning. Even Lu Xiaotian often sucked in a sharp breath from the searing pain.
Over time, even old monsters like Ye Qianxun and the Nine-Eyed Demon Owl had stopped extending their divine senses too far, lest they run into a Starfall Black Flame storm of unpredictable size and be burned away.
Even old monsters at the Mahayana stage could not withstand such a loss.
By now, Lu Xiaotian sensed that Little Fire Crow was quite close. The moment he felt its presence, its voice rang out from the other direction.
Earlier, after the Misty Flying Sword had obtained the Di Ziyou Lotus, it had used the remaining half of the Star Pupa Crystal Conch to notify Lu Xiaotian's true body, the Black Panther Puppet, and the secondary Primordial Spirit on Yu Xiaoqiao's side.
Now that Little Fire Crow had returned, it had undoubtedly come back with a full haul. The instant he got his hands on the main lotus of the Di Ziyou Lotus, even Lu Xiaotian could hardly believe that this legendary treasure had fallen into his hands.
Forget Ye Qianxun's true body and an old monster like the Nine-Eyed Demon Owl—even Ye Qianxun's Integrated Body Late Stage Lotus Avatar and the mysterious man in purple were more than Lu Xiaotian could handle. He had no idea how he had made it this far.
"Caw, caw!" Little Fire Crow squawked, taking credit from Lu Xiaotian.
"All right, I know you did your part. I'll make good on your reward once we're out." Lu Xiaotian soothed Little Fire Crow, though he felt a