The abyssal tribe

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Three days later, the ice Fire Race started to move. They drove a huge warship out of the wasteland continent and into the primal Chaos void.

Lu Ming had been following them in secret. He hid his aura with the help of the chaos Qi and followed the warship closely.

The warship was heading toward the true universe continent.

Lu Ming frowned. He had to act as soon as possible if he wanted to get the news from light Emperor and Wuyue immortal Emperor. The chaotic void was the best place to act. Once they reached the true universe world, it would be difficult to find an opportunity.

However, Lu Ming could vaguely sense that the warship gave him a suffocating sense of danger. It was as if he would die without a doubt if he made a move.

"Lu Ming, don't act rashly. There's a high chance that there's a great origin immortal Emperor on board,"

Green sky primogenitor informed.

Lu Ming was shocked.