"Jiang Wanwan?!" Yue Hua Yin and Hua Xi looked up, scanning the canyon's surroundings.
The group scanned the area, their gazes finally settling on the towering cliffs above, shrouded in a brownish-red mist. "Could they be... hiding up on top of the canyon?"
"Yes!" Jiang Xinli tilted her head back, sniffing the air slightly. She pointed up at a 45-degree angle. "They're over there!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, the small Golden Snake on her wrist shot up, glowing with a golden light, and flew like a sword in the direction she was pointing.
Sheng Tianze had also pinpointed the source of the pheromones. With a vicious wave of his hand, he sent countless streams of his green tea pheromones transforming into pale green, transparent blades, stabbing back toward their origin.
Bai Yao raised his palm, and tens of thousands of Wind Blades flew out in the direction Jiang Xinli had indicated.
