Under the indigo sky.
Three figures swiftly traversed through the bizarre and grotesque jungle of plants.
Luo Qingchen's expression was unprecedentedly grave.
Behind him, Lin Wan'er and Su Xiaowan were equally on guard.
After leaving the Ancient Ruins, Luo Qingchen clearly felt it.
Several cold, hound-like presences were locked onto them relentlessly.
No matter how they changed direction or hid their tracks.
Those presences followed closely, continuously closing the distance between them.
"Their tracking methods are very strange."
Su Xiaowan panted, her complexion a little pale.
"I tried using a Talisman to interfere with our aura, but it was completely ineffective."
Luo Qingchen nodded.
He noticed it too.
Those black-clothed Demonic Cultivators seemed to possess some special Magical Treasures.
Those treasures could accurately locate them in this Star Realm environment.
This made him increasingly vigilant.
