At the same time.
Central area of the civilization ruins.
The Celestial Strategy Academy team was advancing rapidly.
Lu Ming was carried on Yuan Shen's back. His face was regaining its color, the pallor fading significantly. At this moment, his eyes shone brightly, using a small amount of Spiritual Energy; the strands of Spiritual Power were woven around the team, concealing their presence and tracks.
Along the way, many Polluters lurked around, but under the concealment of Spiritual Energy, they completely ignored the team's tracks, unable to detect them.
"We're almost there."
Long Yun'an led at the forefront of the team, his steady voice rang out: "Once we get close, act according to the plan."
"Aim to succeed in one strike."
"Understood."
Voices of agreement echoed from the back.
The central area was shrouded in darkness under the curtain of night, with no lights in sight.
The Celestial Strategy Squad fell into a silent state once more, with no one speaking.
Just then.
