Devouring Heaven (2)

"Why can't I sense him?" The grey-robed figure anxiously muttered. The Yaoguai continued to frolic about, unaware of the grey-robed figure or the existence of the old captain's ship. There would be the occasional booms in the background as it recklessly destroyed here and there.

Wherever it traveled, death and destruction followed. The crew watching this couldn't help but admit that Yaoguai were true to their laws. Despite that, they were preparing the ship's capturing formations. These formations were explicitly designed for Yaoguai.

"He's...definitely not dead," The grey-robed figure muttered. Its eyes beneath the hood started to glow with a brilliant light of grey. Its eyes and the light seemed to contain a pure essence of time, capable of seeing through all time itself.