Deep within the Rock Mining Land of the Stone Tail Tribe, as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but emptiness all around, not even a tree in sight. Only sparse weeds burst through the soil, greedily soaking up the dim light nearby.
"Old man hasn't sensed anything."
"Sorcerer Ivan, is it possible that they were mistaken? There clearly seems to be nothing here. Swamp ant boss, what do you say?"
In this place, neither Meg nor Flame Scorpion could sense anything out of the ordinary, which was puzzling.
Hearing Flame Scorpion's words, the swamp ant that had just emerged from underground shook its head, indicating that it too had discovered nothing.
"If it were so easy to find, it wouldn't be our turn to come here. The Stone Race would have taken it all long ago." Ivan also hadn't sensed anything, but this was indeed the place where those of the Stone Tail Tribe had witnessed unusual phenomena.
