More than half an hour later.
Dawn was drawing near.
In the sky above the small town where Qian had stayed earlier, a figure drifted in.
It was none other than Ōnoki, who had rushed over in a hurry.
However, even though he had flown at full speed, he was still slower than Qian's Wind Release: Wind Wings under various enhancements, let alone compared to the Flying Thunder God Technique, which was direct spatial teleportation.
Thus, by the time he arrived, Qian had long since left.
Ōnoki hovered over the town with a grave expression, his perception fully spread out as he searched every corner of the town, trying to find traces of Qian.
However, after searching, he found nothing at all.
When he sensed the marks he had left in those books and Scrolls, there was likewise no result.
That left Ōnoki somewhat discouraged.
In truth, more than half an hour earlier, the instant that mark had been actively triggered, he had understood that the enemy had most likely already found the source of the problem, and that he most likely would not be able to catch up to them.
But if he did not come in person, he simply could not accept it.
Now, he had completely given up.
Ōnoki turned his head and looked far off in the direction of the Land of Fire, then prepared to withdraw his perception.
However, just then, the feeling of being watched swept over him.
Ōnoki's spirits jolted. He hurriedly looked around, trying to find the person watching him.
At this point in time, aside from that little thief, he could not think of anyone else who would suddenly be spying on him.
If he could follow that feeling and trace it back to the other party, then it would truly