"We found him!"
A cold glint flashed in Long Aotian's eyes as he gripped the High-grade Immortal Spear and sped off.
"Move!"
Hongxiu and the others didn't dare waste time. They quickly followed.
As Long Aotian and his group rushed toward Ye Chen's location, the commotion they caused along the way caught the attention of Black Ice Terrace members. They quickly sent word of Long Aotian's movements back to the temporary headquarters.
"Latest news!"
As soon as Black Ice Terrace received the message, they hurriedly passed it to Qing Tian.
At the same time, a sand table conjured from immortal power quickly marked Long Aotian's position. A group of strategists also analyzed his direction of travel and concluded that he had found Ye Chen.
"Does Bairi really have to take this so seriously?!"
Ye Long stared at the sand table, deeply troubled.
Not only had Long Aotian moved on the sand table, but the nearby search teams had also set off, quickly closing in on Ye Chen's location.
"He has to take it seriously if we're going to find the holes in Black Ice Terrace's defenses!"
Qing Tian didn't blame Bairi. He glanced at the sand table and said, "Contact Ye Chen right away. Tell him to run southwest. If he's too late, the southwest corner will be sealed off."
"All right!"
Ye Long sighed helplessly and reluctantly took out his communicator.
By then, Ye Chen had already dealt with all the pursuers. He was gasping for breath, and two more of the five or six trusted subordinates at his side had died.
But before he could rest, his communicator rang.
"Ye Long?!"
Ye Chen's heart gave a sudden lurch. He hurriedly answered the call.
"Ye Chen, run!"
Ye Long immediately got into character and shouted urgently, "Long Aotian has