Although it sounded easy to follow the Luan bird and the Mingshe, it was not as simple as it seemed. The landscape where the two beasts had fought was filled with danger.
Not only were there remnant wisps of energy, but there was also the problem of the entire landscape had been destroyed.
Earthen spikes were rising into the heavens; deep fathomless abysses were next to them, if one was to fall into one, it was certain death.
So it was not easy to traverse the distance of the Mingshe and the Luan bird, but they did not give up because of the challenges. Instead, they soldiered on, stepping on one peak of earthen spire after another until they had reached the back mountain.
Here tremors were running through the ground, and shockwaves could be felt through the air; it was clear that the victor of the battle had still not been found.