Chapter 392: Good Luck

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The Celestial Race and the Di Man Tribe were all waiting for their people to come back.

Chi Shang showed no expression on his face, Tian Xun's brows were tightly knit, and An 16's face also revealed nothing.

In fact, everyone knew in their hearts that with Flarela joining the battle, it was impossible for the Celestials sent out to win; if one or two could come back alive, it would already be quite fortunate.

"We've waited so long and no one has come back yet, I'm afraid the odds are bad," An 16 sighed.

More than a day had passed since the frequent light explosions above the sea, and still, no one had returned. Most believed Lin Shen and the others were likely in grave danger, and perhaps none would return.

"Let's wait a bit longer. There's no news from the Di Man Tribe either, maybe there's still a chance," Chi Shang said indifferently.