In the icy sea, Li Huowang paddled with his fins, holding a dagger in one hand while clutching Yang Na with the other, following behind Ling'er.
Glancing downward, suspended over this desert-like expanse, Li Huowang had a strange feeling, as if he wasn't swimming in water, but floating in mid-air.
"Could their Fate Commander really be in such a place? Last time the projection was a factory, what could the Fate Commander's projection be this time?"
Li Huowang was strenuously searching the surroundings, looking for anything that could be the projection of the Fate Commander.
But this place was truly barren, with nothing but the occasional sea fish drifting by and vast areas of sand on the sea floor. It didn't seem like there was anything significant enough to be a Fate Commander's projection.
If it were a Fate Commander projection, it should at least move and pose a threat to them.
