Everything had a track.
As long as it was a creature living in this universe, the land it walked on, the air it breathed, the images it left behind, the words it said, and the saliva it spat out were all exchanged with the entire universe.
In the eyes of ancient ultimate existences like them, they could directly chase after the dense nomological net that was like fine threads in a certain angle.
Even a peak tenth level would find it difficult to completely conceal it.
However, at this moment, there was no trace of it. It was as if this creature had never appeared in the past and future of the entire universe.
This made her feel uneasy.
"What exactly is this ..."
As for reinimansaga, she had killed him with her own hands and seized his Dao bloodline.
It was the last bloodline of the iron race.
