The octogenarian knew it was hard to believe, but it was true, and quite possibly still alive. Otherwise, why would Nangong Ni Chang be sent back? Even going to great lengths to preserve her life, it was clear that she was still living.
Perhaps it wasn't just possible she was alive, but certain she was alive.
"I simply command you to immediately pursue and kill. The Young Master of the Demon Race must not be left alive," the octogenarian said.
Upon hearing this, Lu Haotian and Ji Zhou were at a loss for words. It was one thing to command them to pursue and kill, but targeting Ling Tianyu made much more sense. Who knew what the Young Master of the Demon Race looked like, and where he might be? This was no joking matter.
"But, elder, you're telling us to pursue and kill, yet we have nowhere to start," Ji Zhou said.
At the very least, they needed a distinct trait, a clear characteristic to go by in this vast sea of humanity.