Xing Tong took a careful look, her eyes shining. "How did they know? This formation is so difficult to find a way out of. Finding the exit should be harder than climbing to the heavens."
Yang Chen smiled. "Though this formation is formidable, all the major races have records of formations. After countless years, would you believe they had no way to break it? And when it first opened, underworld experts must have entered before. They surely conducted some research. Naturally, the second batch of underworld souls had gained experience."
"That's true!" Xing Tong muttered. "Then what are we standing around for? Hurry up and follow them."
"Don't rush. What worries me most now is that I can't use my spacetime abilities. Following them like this is far too risky. If I could still use spacetime within the formation, tracking them wouldn't reveal any flaws. But without spacetime abilities, I'm not very confident about following them." Yang Chen said.
The fundamental reason he had always been able to follow enemies without being detected was his use of the laws of spacetime.
Hidden within spacetime, his enemies could not detect anything at all.
Seeing Yang Chen's concern, Xing Tong rubbed her nose. "Don't worry. Leave it to me. Our insect race may not have much else, but our ability to hide and vanish is first-rate. Enter my internal space first, and I'll track them."
Seeing Xing Tong's confident expression, Yang Chen said no more. "All right. Take me in."
He directly gave up resisting. Then, with a flash, Xing Tong drew him into her internal space.
This internal space was much the same as that of the Black Mountain Black Bear brothers, a unique divine ability of the insect race.
Yang Chen was now inside this internal space.
Looking around, Xing