Yang Jian looked frowningly at the fork up ahead. "Despite being able to clearly sense the source precisely, these forks are quite troublesome. They cannot be destroyed so all I can do is attempt to approach the source using the closest possible path."
He could sense the source, but he couldn't reach it in a straight line.
He kept walking through the maze-like belly of Mt. Three Blades as he traversed the countless forks. This left Yang Jian somewhat helpless as well. He was momentarily without solution.
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Time flew by.
While walking through the stone tunnels, Patriarch Blood Sea stopped suddenly despite moving more than a thousand feet with every step. He pricked up his long brows slightly as his eyes filled with puzzlement. "I was wrong. I guessed wrongly for this fork.
