As soon as Wang Yang's figure vanished into the void, in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, an extremely scorching aura suddenly descended.
The newcomer was a tall and burly man wearing crimson armor, barefoot and holding a long spear made of dried bones, surveying the surroundings.
How did the aura suddenly disappear?
The man's voice was filled with confusion. As soon as he spoke, another figure descended, standing beside the man, and asked in a low voice.
"Have you found it?"
The newcomer had delicate features, indistinguishable from the Human Race, holding a brush in his hand that kept twirling.
"No! Not only could we not find anyone, but we couldn't even capture a trace of residual aura!"
"Leiyang, open the Fierce Sun Realm! He should be nearby, force him out for me!"
The man with the brush snorted coldly, twirling the brush between his fingers, yet there were intertwining laws within it, evidently adept at celestial secrets and divination!
