It could not be helped. They could only search slowly.
Ling Han and the others discussed for a while, and decided to move separately.
With the four of them together, the efficiency of searching was too low. Furthermore, the little azure dragon and the large black dog were already Seven Star Venerates. Even if they were no match for the strongest Golden Generation, Phoenix Wings Divine Flight would still allow them to escape safely.
Moreover, there were only a dozen or so nine-star Venerate Golden Generations. In such a place, the chances of encountering one were actually very small.
There was even less need to mention Brother Monkey and Ling Han. When others saw them, they should have fled, all right?
The four of them agreed to meet at the entrance of the mass grave one month later to decide whether they should continue their search or go to the next place.
Ling Han walked with his hands clasped behind his back, sensing the saintly might.