Trace

He stared at the massive fireball in the sky, his legs trembling in fear. Then, something struck him, and he scrambled out of the tavern, running towards the depths of the oasis.

Jian Wushuang naturally noticed this and gestured for Moluo to wait.

At that moment, Pan'an, an ordinary person who had no knowledge of cultivators' abilities, was on his way to deliver a message to Miss Jiang. Unbeknownst to him, Miss Jiang had already abandoned them and left when Jian Wushuang first arrived.

Pan'an's speed was not slow; in fact, it could be considered quite fast for an ordinary person.

However, he was in a hurry and didn't notice.

It was Jian Wushuang's slight Thought power influence that made Pan'an's speed significantly faster. In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Pan'an reached a mountain hollow formed by sand, desperately shouting for Miss Jiang to leave quickly.

But there was no response after shouting for a long time.