Deep within the Shattered Star Belt.
This was a dangerous region formed of countless tiny meteors and spatial turbulence. Due to the chaotic magnetic fields, divine sense was severely restricted here.
At this moment, more than a dozen faint, shadowy figures lay in ambush behind several massive meteors. They were the most elite scouts of the Azure Heaven Clans—the Shadow Clan, born masters of concealment and assassination.
"Captain, the Human Race's main camp is thirty thousand li ahead. Should we sneak over and probe their strength?" a Shadow Clan scout asked through an exceedingly faint divine-sense transmission.
"Do not act rashly." The Shadow Clan captain's gaze was cold and sinister. "That Chu Tian is a god of slaughter. He can even blow apart a Creation Dharma Body. Our task this time is only to confirm their location, then send the coordinates to Lord Kong Kong'er. My lord has already laid a Heavenly Net across the Meteor Sea. The moment Chu Tian dares take a single step into the Meteor Sea, he will surely die!"
Just as the captain was about to crush the communication jade slip in his hand, an icy voice suddenly exploded in all their minds without warning.
"You... who do you intend to send the coordinates to?"
"Who is it?!" The Shadow Clan captain blanched in horror and abruptly turned his head.
There, in the void ahead, a dark-golden figure had somehow silently appeared. The space around him did not ripple in the slightest, as though he had always belonged to this void.
Chu Tian!
"Run!" Without the slightest hesitation, the Shadow Clan captain immediately gave the order to retreat. More than a dozen scouts instantly turned into wisps of black smoke, attempting to merge into the surrounding spatial turbulence and flee.
"Before me, you do not