"He's gone?"
Hearing Thirty Flow's words, Yang An didn't immediately grasp their meaning.
'He's gone, so what? He's a grown man, where could he have gone?'
Besides, the man was an Immortal Platform. Who in this world could possibly harm him?
Although Yang An couldn't see Thirty Flow's face, he could sense the gravity in his tone.
"I went looking for the Supreme Elder. He wasn't there, but I found a voice transmission he left behind."
At this, Thirty Flow took out an object that looked like a piece of burnt charcoal.
But Thirty Flow quickly infused it with Mana, and the charcoal-like object instantly began to expand and contract like a living, breathing thing.
At the same time, Life Crane's voice emanated from it, sounding as if he were standing right in front of them.
"If I am not here, find Yang An. He will know what to do."
"..."
Hearing Life Crane's voice, Yang An sank into thought.
