At that moment, another disciple delivered a Flying Sword letter Yan Chihuo had sent last month, and only then did Kong Yi learn what had happened. Back then, he had been racking his brains over how to remedy the flaws in Xuantian's Fire Escape Light. Though he had not entered seclusion, the sect's disciples still did not dare disturb him. And if Yan Chihuo had anything urgent, the Flying Sword letter would be sent directly to Kong Yi rather than to the sect itself, so Kong Yi had remained unaware.
Kong Yi sighed, raised his head to gaze at the sky, yet said not a word.
Meanwhile, Yan Chihuo, whom the Sea Heaven Sect was worried about, had already transformed into a Double-Eyed Bird and arrived in the Netherworld. He took out a palm-sized round disk, its edges marked with graduations. At its center was a faintly visible red arrow pointing southwest.
Yan Chihuo put away the disk. He knew the altar was extremely far from here; the disk had merely registered a weak response.
He knew next to nothing about the Netherworld's current situation, and the location of the altar indicated by the disk might not even be accurate. He first needed to gather information.
Yan Chihuo flew southwest for a while and suddenly spotted a stone coffin in a distant mountain cave. His divine sense swept over it, revealing a Zombie within that had already formed an Origin Core.
Before he could fly into the cave, the Zombie had already overturned its coffin and risen, prostrating itself on the ground. Naturally, it had sensed Yan Chihuo's divine sense sweeping over it. With its strength, it had no way of knowing how high the other party's cultivation was, but it understood that this was a being it absolutely could