Yun Lintian, having escaped from Yang Xie's domain, found himself once again adrift in the vast expanse of the Abyssal Rift. He paused for a moment, turning back to search for any trace of Yang Xie, but the Grand Protector was nowhere to be found.
"Escaped?" Yun Lintian muttered, his eyes scanning the chaotic landscape. He couldn't sense Yang Xie's presence anymore, as if the man had vanished into thin air.
Yun Lintian didn't dwell on it for long. He had more pressing matters to attend to. He had to find Ren Yuan, had to stop him from unleashing the Chasm of Uncreation, had to prevent the destruction of the Primal Chaos.
He set off, his figure a solitary beacon of light in the endless darkness of the Abyssal Rift. He flew through the chaotic energy, his senses heightened, his awareness reaching its peak. He was searching for any sign of Ren Yuan, any clue that could lead him to his long-standing enemy.
