Wasting Clothes, Ao Zhen Advances

"Disappeared?"

Ao Wuya muttered softly, his expression as dark as water.

He also had some doubts.

Either someone had heaven-defying strength or had used special methods.

Ao Wuya was more inclined to the second possibility.

If the other party was really powerful, there was no need to be so sneaky.

After a moment of silence, Ao Wuya spoke, his dignified voice resounding throughout the hall.

"Pass down my orders. Expand the area and search with all your might. We must find news of the princess."

"Whoever can provide any useful clues will be rewarded with a million soul crystals and I guarantee that he will advance to the King-grade!"

Ao Wuya's eyes narrowed, and his right finger drew a few strokes in the air.

A golden token appeared in the air of the hall.

It multiplied rapidly, then it turned into countless golden specks that spread in all directions.