“For seven days…you, an Emperor, failed to find a single clue. Don’t you feel...ashamed?”0

On the summit of a steep, isolated mountain, Yanxing had a cold and indifferent look in her eyes, her long purple hair fluttering in the wind.0

Beside her, the gray-robed middle-aged man had dropped to his knees out of fear, his face deathly pale. 0

In the past seven days, he had exhausted all means to find traces of the Divine Apparatus Profound Sect, but unexpectedly, the sect members seemed to have vanished without a trace. 0

“Senior, give me a little more time, I will definitely find the people of the Divine Apparatus Profound Sect!” The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and pleaded. 0

Yanxing glanced at him. “In your view, do you think the Divine Apparatus Profound Sect has sensed something, so they chose to go into hiding?”0

The middle-aged man answered right away, “That must be the case! Otherwise, how could such a large clan that had been standing for so many years disappear overnight and not leave a trace behind?”0

“Then tell me, in this Primordial Chaos World, besides the Divine Apparatus Profound Sect, which other forces...0