Lear thought for a moment and waved his hand, letting the two-winged demon stay outside to guard.
A scale of over a thousand people was too large, not a good thing on this plane.
After reducing the personnel, the efficiency of their actions suddenly improved.
They traveled light, gradually going deeper.
The further they went, the more they felt the danger of this plane.
Space cracks were densely packed, with some even spanning hundreds of meters alongside them. The chaotic void force gushing in, madly eroding the surroundings, made one's scalp tingle.
In the chaotic void, there lived chaos void beasts capable of hunting divine spirits, and such a soon-to-be-destroyed plane was their favorite food.
Lear felt immense pressure and could only urge everyone to speed up their search.
After a full three hours, they finally encountered a living being within this dimensional plane.
A human, with bloodstains all over their body, as if torn by countless sharp blades.
