After Wang Zijia came out, he threw out a long spear again, and the falling crystal rain cleared a large area.
He looked up at the incense thread in the sky, went straight down the mountain, and headed towards another peak.
"Aren't we going to the top of the mountain, Master?" Mo Yunzi was taken aback for a bit. He followed and asked simultaneously.
"I guess there won't be much to gain if we go up. Let the disciples conduct a large-scale search after we clean up these strange things!" Wang Zijia said, looking at the dozens of incense threads in the sky, dispersing into hundreds of mountain tops.
It was not the first time Mo Yunzi had seen Wang Zijia do the observation action. He also looked at the sky with twinkling spirit eyes. Aside from the gray, mysterious domain sky, he saw nothing.
In this manner, the two, under Wang Zijia's lead, kept delving deeper into the mountain range.
