Time flows like the wind, passing slowly by, and in the blink of an eye, several decades have thus passed.
Since Ye Feng disappeared on that day, Red Sun and the others have never left in the slightest, continually staying in the surrounding area, conducting sweep after sweep over the place where Ye Feng vanished.
Under such sweeping, in every position, in every corner of this galaxy, large amounts of dust have been stirred up.
Everything scanned by the divine sense has clearly entered their perception.
Yet, no matter how they conducted the searches, there was no effect whatsoever, as they could capture no trace of Ye Feng's presence.
This result left Red Sun and the others with expressions of astonishment.
Red Sun, who was seated in meditation, stood up, furrowing his brows as he gazed out toward the distant starry sky.
As he looked, countless gleams flashed in his eyes, and the anger within his body surged explosively in all directions.
