At another location.
Xia Ping immediately moved far away from where the battle with the angels had taken place. In an instant, he entered the Classic of Mountains and Seas World, concealing his aura and evading the Angel Race's search.
"Have they already gone back?"
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes. Taking out the Book of Karma, he immediately saw the karmic threads connecting him to the three great angels.
Three intangible karmic threads seeped out from his side and merged into the depths of the void, seemingly entering the river of fate. Then, from the other end of that river, the threads emerged and ultimately stretched into a region of cosmic void.
But the place where those three great angels were staying was simply too far away—so far that he had no idea where it was. It lay entirely beyond the range of his divine sense.
"Could it be the Angel Race's headquarters? If it is, then this gets interesting."
A gleam flashed in Xia Ping's eyes. He felt that this guess was highly likely. If those angels were not returning to their headquarters, where else could they possibly go?
If that was truly the case, then by following the karmic threads, he believed that even if those three great angels fled to the ends of the earth, he would still be able to find them. He could even follow the vine to the melon and uncover their nest.
And the Book of Karma had indeed shown exactly that. If he tracked them along these karmic threads, he would certainly find where the Angel Race's headquarters was located.
"Don't act rashly. Not yet."
Xia Ping clenched his fists, forcibly suppressing his urge to head for the Angel Race's headquarters.
After all, he would only have one chance. If he infiltrated