With the Nine Words Mantra, no one could stop Lu Changsheng from leaving.
On this day, Lu Changsheng came to the Northern Battlefield as usual.
During this period of time, he wandered around the battlefield and did not gain much.
On the vast grassland, he was like a headless fly, running around aimlessly.
Whether or not they could meet the Northern Krupp people depended entirely on luck.
"I have to think of a way to sense the situation in the grassland, and not rely solely on luck."
Lu Changsheng took a closer look.
Was there any way to see the situation in the plains?
Lu Changsheng raised his head.
Without a doubt, if one were to look down from the sky, they would definitely be able to see the situation on the grassland.
However, he couldn't fly.
No matter how strong a Divine Power Realm martial artist was, they were also unable to fly into the air to observe the situation.
