"Uncle Chen, matters here are settled. Let's leave the ruins first."
"Alright."
Yao Lao nodded lightly. His soul swept out, transforming into a faint glimmer before slipping into the Bone Flame Ring...
In the next instant, Yao Xuan's figure flashed, and he left the ruins!
A short while later, Yao Xuan had returned to the boundless yellow sands of the Tagor Desert.
The Tagor Desert was still beneath a blazing sun, with yellow sand filling the skies!
Yet when Yao Xuan swept his gaze across the surroundings, his brows rose slightly as a sense of unease surged into his heart...
Qing Lin, who had been waiting here, had vanished without a trace.
The open stretch of desert nearby was completely empty. There was no sign of Qing Lin at all...
"Qing Lin?"
Yao Xuan called softly, but no one answered.
Yao Xuan showed no panic. He immediately closed his eyes and focused, and vast, majestic soul power swept outward, instantly covering several miles of desert...
Yao Xuan's soul had already entered the Spirit Realm, and his perception far surpassed that of the ordinary Mortal Realm!
Although there was only a sliver of difference between Mortal Realm Grand Perfection and the Spirit Realm, the strength of their soul power was worlds apart!
Before Yao Xuan's Spirit Realm soul power, even the faintest traces within this space had nowhere to hide.
Within only a few breaths, Yao Xuan's soul caught a weak yet chilling residual aura...
This aura was coarse and violent. Its realm was not particularly high, resting precisely at the level of a Dou Spirit.
Moreover, around this unfamiliar aura lingered an extremely faint trace belonging to Qing Lin!
The two auras intertwined and overlapped, leaving clear traces. It was absolutely no coincidence!
"Someone came here and forcibly took Qing