Above Penglai, the Gang Wind howled fiercely, the hair of Emperor Ji Fang danced like a nest of snakes, his scarlet eyes using magic power to scour the entire Penglai Island, seeking Yun Sheng's whereabouts.
Finding someone with magic power is a very consuming act, but the Red Robe Summoning Emperor can't afford to think about that much anymore. He only knows that time is slipping away bit by bit, and the 15 minutes he promised with his mouth is already running out.
On the ground, Tangyuan Crown Prince Li Cheng and the vice president of the Hunter Soldier Union stood there, mouths agape like fools.
"So, what happens if the person disappears? How should we count this?" Tangyuan Crown Prince softly asked.
"That's hard to say, there hasn't been a precedent for this kind of competition on the continent," the vice president of the Hunter Soldier Union scratched his head.
The emerald green gaze of Divine Wind flickered with confusion.
