"Huff..."
Between heaven and earth, endless Astral Wind and demon wind howled.
No newly arrived powerful auras descended, no large-scale teleportation arrays opened, nor were there any signs of a carpet search through the Outer Area.
Old Ancestor Fentian had not left. Like a furious statue of magma, he remained nailed atop the core Array Eye of the Desolate Silent Sand Sea.
The fury he held tightly in check seemed ready at any moment to ignite and evaporate this entire stretch of heaven and earth.
Within the shadow of a rock crevice, Jiang Shu's pupils were like ancient wells, utterly without ripples.
Another half day passed, yet nothing changed.
Old Ancestor Fentian's aura did not shift in the slightest, like an immense boulder pinning down the earth, leaving only silent rage drifting through the air.
The auras of the three fiends had likewise exhausted their agitation, leaving behind only numb, desperate vigilance.
Another three hours passed. At last, Old Ancestor Fentian's aura stirred, yet he did not depart. Instead, he remained stationed within the Desolate Silent Sand Sea, guarding an Array Eye.
The other three fiends, meanwhile, headed into the distance, though the fluctuations of Demon Power around them showed that they continued watching this place.
This place could not be touched.
Jiang Shu's thoughts raced. Old Ancestor Fentian stubbornly remained at this ruined Array Eye. Either he was convinced Jiang Shu would covet treasures or information left behind by the remnant array and return, or this Array Eye was of immense importance, and he was unwilling to allow another mishap.
But either way, this fire phoenix, thoroughly enraged, was now at his most focused—and also his most locked in.
His gaze and fury were fixed firmly upon the Desolate Silent Sand Sea alone.
And his claws and fangs—the three