After the incense stick burned out!
Boom!
Heaven and Earth trembled, the void collapsed, and two boundless and mighty figures appeared: the Undying Heavenly Lord and the Master of Fate.
"He's not here?"
The Undying Heavenly Lord's face was grim, continuously scanning the Heaven and Earth, yet he could not find a trace of Ye Xuan.
"He seems to have sensed that we're looking for him. There's still a lingering aura of him here."
The Master of Fate murmured indifferently, his divine light boundless, with the flow of fate coursing through Heaven and Earth. It was he who led the Undying Heavenly Lord to this place.
Fate, it envelops all things.
Even though Ye Xuan was not within the grasp of fate, the Master of Fate could sense Ye Xuan's location through certain fate trajectories.
They were still too late, as when Ye Xuan sensed danger approaching, he had already fled at the first instance.
"Hmm?"
"The Tomb of Humanity?"
