At the same time, within the human camp at the Hidden Forest Abyss.
Zhan Tian stood mid-air, looking worriedly in the direction of the Tree-man Race.
He had been here for two months, but Chen Xuan still hadn't appeared.
"Could it really be trouble?"
This result was not something Liu Sheng could accept, nor could he.
"Zhan Tian!"
At that moment, a figure appeared beside him—it was the Seventeenth Prince who was stationed here, Qin Ming!
"How is it?"
Zhan Tian looked at him and asked. Recently, he had Qin Ming arrange for people to infiltrate the Tree-man Race, even sending masters at the peak of the Seventh Layer, but they all vanished without a trace.
This was enough to show that the Tree-man Race's foundation was terribly formidable.
"No news!"
Qin Ming shook his head helplessly. Once inside the Tree-man Race's territory, it wasn't long before the soul tablets shattered.
