In the void, Austin was about to leave, but suddenly paused to think.
His hand stretched out, like the giant hand of a Divine reaching down from the sky, enveloping the space where the dark shadow had appeared.
Crash!
Amidst the sound of clear water flowing turbulently, Austin's massive hand twisted the air, his immense Spiritual Sense traversing the fierce storm, searching every corner of the void.
The projection of that mysterious Venerable had already dissipated, but Austin was exceptionally keen about that lingering aura which seemed somewhat familiar.
Perhaps, among the relics of those who attacked him earlier, some clues about that identity might be found.
However,
After a meticulous search, nothing was discovered.
When that unknown Venerable projected his image across an unknown vast distance, the surrounding void was shattered into dust, and the belongings of those already reduced to ashes were also crushed.
