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The former would be fine, but if it was the latter, then there would be trouble.

Both sides were like blind men, feeling around for each other's whereabouts yet unable to find one another.

If either side discovered the other first, it would gain a decisive advantage.

"Brother Xie, I don't think they'll be too afraid to come in."

"I think so too. They won't retreat. They'll only become more ferocious."

"We know they've come in and are looking for us, but we can't find them. What do we do?"

"We can only search slowly."

"Sigh..."

"Don't keep sighing. Search slowly, and we'll find them eventually... but first, we need to make sure they don't find us."

"How do we search?"

"Slowly."

"What if we can't find them?"

"..."

Xie Zhuang remained silent.

The other seven continued their discussion through Sound Transmission without pause. Fortunately, their Martial Skills were formidable enough to allow them to do this.

At last, they stopped talking and turned to look at Xie Zhuang.

Xie Zhuang shook his head. "There's no good way. We can only take it slowly."

"Brother Xie, you've always said the Ninth Prince is formidable. If it were him, could he find those devil brats in these circumstances?"

"This wouldn't stump him."

"Is he really that miraculous? We're relying on Soul Pearls to sense them."

"We can only rely on Soul Pearls, but the Ninth Prince relies on more than just Soul Pearls."

"What other method is there besides Soul Pearls?"

Xie Zhuang pondered for a moment before speaking slowly. "The Ninth Prince seems to possess an innate perception of the Devil Race, one beyond Soul Pearls—a kind of unseen, predestined connection."

"Brother Xie, the more you say, the more mystical it sounds!"

"The affairs of the world are this profound.