Meanwhile, within the Star Sea.
Aboard the Dao Court's Fubo Giant Ship, Ying Tongshou wiped away his cold sweat as he watched Ye Xingfeng, who stood at the prow, staring intently at the sky above.
Although he now held the rank of a Fourth-Grade General, comparable to a cultivator at the Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment, and was technically in the same Realm as Ye Xingfeng, he knew his own limits. The gap between their abilities wasn't just that of clouds and mud; it was the difference between heaven and earth.
Therefore, his attitude was exceedingly respectful.
"Are you certain that person fled into a Secret Realm?"
Just then, Ye Xingfeng turned around, his brow tightly furrowed. "I've already swept the area with my Sword Intent, and I didn't see any Secret Realm."
"Reporting to Celestial Punishment Zhenren, it still needs time."
