"Hoo..."
Between heaven and earth, endless Gang Wind and Devil Wind howled and screamed.
No new surging power descended, no large-scale Transmission Array was activated, and there were no signs of a carpet-style search targeting the outer region.
The Heaven-Burning Ancestor did not leave; he was like a statue of molten fury, nailed upon the core Array Hub of the Desolate Sand Sea.
That anger, condensed yet not unleashed, seemed as though it could at any moment ignite and evaporate this stretch of heaven and earth entirely.
In the shadow of a rock crevice, Jiang Shu's pupils were like an ancient well, without the slightest ripple.
Another half day passed, still without any change.
The Heaven-Burning Ancestor's aura did not shift in the slightest, like a boulder pressing down upon the land, leaving only wordless rage drifting through the air.
The auras of those three of the Four Evils had also exhausted their agitation, leaving only numb, deadlocked vigilance.
