Throughout the vast Cosmic Sea, Demon Gods flashed into view everywhere as they searched.
The Heavenly Court, the Netherworld, and the Ancient Heavenly Court followed closely behind, coordinating with them. This unprecedented manhunt alarmed the beings of all worlds.
The beings of all worlds grew tense.
Even the demonic cultivators in some small worlds dared not venture out to cause trouble.
They knew that if those mighty figures from the Primordial World descended from the heavens and spotted them, they might be treated like some roadside stray and casually slapped dead.
But after several origin cycles of searching, countless beings had already passed through countless cycles of life, death, and reincarnation, yet there was still no trace of Fearful Emotion.
Yang Mei mobilized the Dao of Space with all his strength, weaving through layer upon layer of spatial dimensions as he frantically checked the coordinates of Infinite-Measure Space.
But the Chaos Void was simply too vast. Finding a point smaller than a speck of dust within it was already a daunting task, and Fearful Emotion possessed both the Daos of Time and Space. If he deliberately concealed his aura, finding him would be harder than ascending to heaven.
Time trickled away.
Two entire Chaos Eras had passed in the Chaos World.
The oppressive aura of the Time Temple's essence had begun to tremble violently, growing increasingly unstable.
Shichen's consciousness, trapped within his Dao Pass, was gradually awakening, but they still had found no sign of Fearful Emotion.
Yang Mei shuttled back and forth through space in the void. His old languor had vanished from his brow, leaving only solemn tension.
From time to time, he glanced back toward the Chaos Dao Court, his eyes filled with anxiety.
"That damned brat..."
He muttered through gritted teeth:
"You'd better pray I never