Fifteen days had passed, but Li Tianming hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Jiang Qingluan.

It was the same for the next day, and the next...

“Where the heck did everyone go?” Li Tianming felt a headache brewing. Truth be told, it was an expected result. A mere twenty people had been sent into this huge Azure Domain, and even though the Heavenly Pattern Formation was shrinking, the chances of running into anyone was still abysmally low.

Most importantly, neither Li Tianming or Jiang Feiling could relax until Jiang Qingluan was found. Other than that blue feather, no new leads had popped up either.

“I feel like it’s up to luck. Even if we do go searching, we’ll be moving like headless flies,” Li Tianming said.

“We can only pray for Qing’er’s safety,” Jiang Feiling said softly.

“It’ll be fine. She has the looks of a lucky person. Heck, we might even run into her in the next two days.” As long as she was fine, they were bound to meet as long as the formation kept...