Within the cliffside nest where wind and snow howled, Lu Qingzhuo, who had been calmly observing the battle through the shared vision of his birds, briefly met Qu Lin's gaze through a bird's eyes. He sighed softly. A trace of helpless just as expected flickered through his double pupils, but he was not particularly alarmed.
Though this small world was called "miniature," that was only in comparison to the true Profound Heaven Sect. In reality, its territory was still vast. If Qu Lin truly wanted to find him amid these boundless snow mountains on foot, it would be no different from fishing for a needle in the sea.
Even if she maintained her incarnation, the scouting range of those compound eyes was limited. She might exhaust all her spiritual power without finding him. Elsewhere, the Snow Realm accompanying the Snow Spirit Bird would be conspicuous enough, but amid these mountain ranges where every peak was covered in snow, it was like hiding a tree in a forest. Finding him would not be easy.
So long as he did not reveal himself, he was practically invincible.
As Zhou Wan was dragged along, questions swirled in her heart as well. She looked around. The conspicuous Snow Realm that had previously blanketed the battlefield had long since vanished without a trace. If Lu Qingzhuo was determined to hide, how were they supposed to find him?
After several grueling battles in succession, Qu Lin's consumption had been tremendous. The Auxiliary Talisman Crystals on her body that could immediately replenish her condition had already been used up. Most of what remained required specific circumstances to be effective, and with Lu Qingzhuo refusing to appear, they were completely useless.
The moment Zhou Wan saw those pitch-black compound eyes, she roughly understood. The incarnation—Eight-Wastes Devourer—had likely granted