Ancient Dragon Island

Several Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan Elders at the Half-Saint level followed the faint spatial coordinates Xiao Ling had left behind and arrived at the place where he had previously concealed himself moments later.

However, the moment they landed, they restrained their urge to search for their target. Their gazes vigilantly swept the surroundings, probing with great caution.

Yet after a careful search, the area around the landing spot was completely empty. There was not even the slightest trace of fighting or anyone having stayed there.

Their brows furrowed tightly, suspicion rising in their hearts. As they exchanged glances, each saw the confusion and gravity in the others' eyes.

Had they tracked the wrong direction? Or had the intruder already caught wind of things and withdrawn ahead of time? For a moment, all sorts of speculation swirled through the elders' minds, but none reached a conclusion.

Thus, they could only circulate their spiritual senses even more carefully, spreading them like a spiderweb to completely cover several miles around them as they searched again and again.

However, their spiritual senses passed through nothing but vast empty space, yielding no news at all. It was as though Xiao Ling had never appeared here, leaving them empty-handed while the unease in their hearts grew heavier.

Meanwhile, Phoenix Elder was conducting a solitary patrol deep within the Phoenix Mausoleum.

After investigating along the way, Phoenix Elder soon reached the core region deep within the Phoenix Mausoleum.

Yet the sight before her made her heart sink.

An altar that had once stood there had now been utterly destroyed, reduced to ruins.

Upon the altar, the exquisite and magnificent statue of a Heavenly Demon Phoenix ancestor, once so lifelike, had also shattered into countless pieces scattered across the ground, as if it had been ravaged by some