Seeking Bandit Traces in Luwu, Gray Nether Heart-Abandoning Art

"That one."

Jiang Sheng murmured softly.

With merely a fleeting glance, she had ignored every defense within Jiang Sheng's sea of consciousness and left behind a message. Such skill was beyond any ordinary Void Refinement cultivator.

Forget Void Refinement—even a Fusion realm cultivator lacked such ability.

This "Sister Meng" Lingluo spoke of was at least in the Great Vehicle realm, perhaps even beyond it.

Though Jiang Sheng possessed only Void Refinement cultivation, he had traveled alongside several Great Vehicle Immortal Lords and had even faced a Pure Yang existence directly. His senses in such matters were exceptionally keen.

Though he did not know how Lingluo had become acquainted with this "Sister Meng," she bore him no hostility for the time being.

As for the one she had mentioned, Jiang Sheng knew who it was without needing to hear the name.

Among the myriad heavens and worlds, the most terrifying, most unpredictable, most traceless and boundless Great Heavenly Demon Lord—a being whose temperament was also the most fickle and impossible to fathom.

Merely speaking that one's name, or mentioning traces of that one, could draw that one's gaze. Across the myriad heavens and worlds, countless ignorant beings had become that one's playthings, fish in that one's palm, simply because they uttered a name they should not have uttered or glimpsed a trace they should not have seen.

That one loved fishing above all else. Once a fish had been targeted, no matter how it fled or hid, it would ultimately be unable to escape the hook.

And the fish hooked today would become bait for that one's fishing tomorrow, again and again, in an endless cycle.

Even Jiang Sheng was unwilling to speak that one's name.

Amokeqi Great Heavenly Demon Lord, Mystic Lord of Self-Soaring and Myriad Mysteries.

This Mystic Lord's