Family bonds meant little to the Yaksha Tribe. They felt little affection even for their own parents, let alone their brothers and sisters.
Ye'e Mannali had no qualms about betraying Ye'e Shilazheluō's movements. Her only hesitation lay in how to explain the matter.
"But as far as I know, something seems to have gone wrong when they traveled through the void..."
Fang Qianyuan was taken aback. "Something went wrong?"
Lin Zaixing pondered for a moment, then reminded him, "Grand Elder Fang, without a formation array to pinpoint the destination, accidents are indeed hard to avoid when traveling rashly through the void."
Fang Qianyuan asked, "When did they set out?"
Ye'e Mannali said, "About a month ago."
Fang Qianyuan understood at once. Ye'e Shilazheluō had overestimated himself and actually dreamed of launching an attack, unaware that Fang Qianyuan had the same intention and was taking the offensive in turn.
The Yaksha Tribe was practically an entire nation of soldiers and could mobilize extremely quickly. They had made all their preparations in just a few short days, while the Human Race still had to muster its forces, prepare military supplies, and devise a foolproof plan.
As a result, they had set out a month ago, moving far faster.
Yet through an unforeseen twist of fate, Ye'e Shilazheluō, who had wanted to strike first, failed to reach the Heavencrystal Snowfield. Instead, Fang Qianyuan had attacked their territory.
Of course, Fang Qianyuan had not found Ye'e Shilazheluō as he had hoped, either. He had arrived at Ye'e Mannali's location instead.
Fang Qianyuan asked, "Do you have any way to contact him, or find him?"
Ye'e Mannali said, "Young Master Fang, Ye'e Shilazheluō and I are siblings by blood. We can sense each other through our bloodline. Oh, and if you wish to track my