DeCarlos

Carefree was sitting cross-legged on the moon nucleus and hovering outside the Fantasy Zone, his eyes dark and cold.

He had released his Soul Consciousness to move around. In just a glimpse, his Soul Consciousness had skimmed through the vast area of the Thousand Fantasy Star Are and searched each life star.

He got nothing.

Carefree made a conclusion: Shi Yan had torn the space and ran away. This conclusion made him sober.

He knew that he had closed the space here and Shi Yan wasn't able to tear even a small slit. He immediately confirmed that someone had helped Shi Yan and delivered him away.

If that expert could take someone from the space he had sealed, that expert's realm wasn't lower than his. Also, that one must be a master in Space power Upanishad...

A character popped up in his mind.

With a cold countenance, he talked to the void, his voice glum. "DeCarlos, you messed up with my business!"