Fear of being seriously wounded on the spot.
Mo Rubing used the Heavenly Beast Attached Eye, observing his surroundings.
"A miss is as good as a mile." Given the vast distance from the Xuanhuang World, even if there were no miscalculations at the starting point, by the time one reaches the fringe of the Star Sea, a slight deviation in the end point is almost inevitable.
"It should be, right around here."
Before the words of Mo Rubing were finished, the Wooden Sword Mirage controlled by Li Fan suddenly came to a halt.
"No path forward, the High Wall has been reached."
These eight words instantly turned Mo Rubing's expression grave.
"I would ask my fellow Daoist to walk along the boundary. If I observe any traces of the message sent that year, I will immediately raise my voice to alert you."
Li Fan nodded, signaling his understanding.
