Time flowed on, and three days passed.0

In the void of the River of Universes, streams of Xiantian spiritual qi intertwined, flowing through the dim and eerie emptiness.0

A figure in black robes stood there, accompanied by several Saints radiating eternal auras.0

Yet these five Saints gazed at the black-robed figure with utmost respect, as if awaiting his command.0

"We still haven't encountered the Immortal Court's forces?" Wu Yuan's brow furrowed slightly. "According to the Eldritch Progenitor's guidance, barring any unexpected events, we should have met them within two days."0

Traveling through the void of the River of Universes was a straightforward affair, following the shortest path and charging ahead based on one's perception. There was little danger and no need for detours. So, as long as the Immortal Court's forces were coming to kill them, their route should have been fixed. Even if they deviated, it shouldn't have been by much.0

Yet for three full days, Wu Yuan, Saint Lei Dao, and the others had rushed forward at full speed, their perceptions stretched to their limits, without detecting a single Saint or Overlord. There wasn't a trace of the Immortal Court Saints to be found.0

"Could they have taken another route, fearing we might flee?" Saint Ju Peng ventured.0

"It's possible."0

"Perhaps they dare not face us in battle and have already retreated," Saint Lei Dao, Saint Hong Jun, and the others chimed in, each offering their opinions and theories.0

With a wave of his hand, Wu Yuan silenced them. The...1