Yang Yan's memory goes without saying.
Even when walking across this vast ice field, where the surrounding landscape seems all too similar, he quickly locked onto the stronghold from the last time that had not been destroyed.
That place, Yang Yan remembers vividly.
He recalled that last time it was Gabriel who, through the mysterious Twilight Clan, coerced him, allowing that stronghold to be preserved.
"This is the place."
In just two hours, the group of five finally stopped at a spot on the ice field.
Ao Tian closed his eyes in silence for a moment, evidently using his Divine Thought to sense something.
Afterward, he opened his eyes, shook his head at Yang Yan, and said:
"There's no one left, but beneath us, there's a very secretive aura. I've detected its exact location."
Ao Tian's ability was evidently unaffected here.
If anything, to some extent, it surpassed Yang Yan's.
"These foxes are quick to escape."
This situation did not surprise Yang Yan.
