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This Mystic Realm wasn't very big, so Ethan Smith didn't spend much time to get to the location indicated on the map.

Looking around him, the area was indeed desolate.

Not to mention trees, even the stones have been weathered, making it look like a desert.

Ethan Smith bent down, imitating the man with the mustache, gently caressing the ground, feeling every inch of the soil.

This was quite a project as it required meticulous focus. Any distractions could result in missing something unusual, so it required time.

At this time, in a room on one side of the Palace.

Tyler Wright wore a gloomy expression.

The two elderly men by his side remained quiet, waiting for Tyler's orders.

"Damn it! Do we just let Ethan Smith go!" Tyler Wright clenched his teeth in anger.

"What on earth did this boy do to you to make you so angry?" One of the elderly men asked.