The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6776

At the same time,

Damian Shore stood in the study at the island lord's residence, his face as dark as the sky before a storm.

A terrain map of Azurewave Island lay open on the desk. Vermilion marks identified every route off the island, every patrol path, and every concealed watchpost.

Mr. Linden stood beside him with his head slightly bowed and fine sweat covering his brow.

"Still nothing?" Damian's voice was low, but suppressed cold sharpened every word.

Mr. Linden swallowed.

"My Lord, the three elders have searched every body of water on the island, but they have found no trace of Kael or the other two Water Clan cultivators."

"That cannot be."

Damian remained outwardly calm, but the anger beneath it sent a chill through his adviser. "They were badly injured. The restrictions drained most of Kael's spiritual energy, and the other two are just useless fools who exhausted their spiritual energy by forcibly summoning that tidal wave.

"In such a state, they couldn't have escaped Azurewave Island. They cannot survive anywhere on it either. They can only remain in water."

Mr. Linden nodded quickly.

"I thought the same. Perhaps they are hiding somewhere on land, or they possess some method of resisting the laws suppressing them."

Damian's brow drew tight.

With his eyes shut, his spirit sense poured outward in a tidal surge.

The perception of a cultivator at the peak of Grand Zenith Immortal Level Two became tens of millions of invisible tendrils and covered all of Azurewave Island in an instant.

They entered every room, probed every fissure, searched the crowns of every spirit tree, and even penetrated about 33 feet into the soil.

They found nothing.

Damian's spirit sense detected no Water Clan aura.

There was no warm, fluid fluctuation unique to their spiritual energy and not even the weakest trace that Kael and his companions should have released.

Only Mira's fading presence remained, barely detectable on the pillar in the plaza.

Damian opened his eyes, confusion moving within their golden depths.

He had lived for over 10,000 years and witnessed countless concealment techniques. Never had he encountered one that allowed Water Clan cultivators to hide their auras completely after leaving the sea.

Their presence naturally resonated with seawater. Spiritual energy might obscure it, but a regular, tidal fluctuation always remained.

Kael and his companions, however, had vanished without leaving the slightest trace.

"Could they truly have left?"

Damian murmured, tapping a dull rhythm against the desk. "No. They were badly wounded. They couldn't have crossed the restrictions at sea so quickly."

Mr. Linden spoke with great care. "Could someone have helped them, My Lord? The young man who stopped the three elders possessed a very strange power."

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