Seeing that threats and bribes were of no use, and that he had wasted so much time for nothing, Marquis Heaven Origin was naturally vexed to the extreme.
But since matters had already reached this point, brooding was useless. Next, he had no choice but to honestly use his divine sense to search the cultivators in the city one by one.
Although doing this would consume no small amount of time, and if the True Extremity Sect learned of it, they absolutely would not look on with folded arms, he was already like an arrow on the bowstring—he had no choice but to let it fly.
The True Spirit Blood concerned whether he could survive his next great Heavenly Tribulation. Even if this offended that colossal power, he could no longer care.
There were things one did, and things one did not do. With Marquis Heaven Origin's seasoned shrewdness, he naturally understood the gains and losses between them very clearly.
Time flashed by like a white colt glimpsed through a crack. This old monster's luck was not bad; a full two hours passed, yet no cultivator from the True Extremity Sect came out to negotiate with him. However, he had already investigated and searched the cultivators in the city one by one, and still found nothing.
That fellow seemed to have vanished from this city into thin air.
How could there be nothing?
This old monster's expression turned gloomy to the extreme.
"Black Tooth, are you truly certain that fellow fled into this city?" Marquis Heaven Origin turned his head and spoke in an unfriendly tone.
"Reporting to my honored master, you have already used a secret art to temporarily increase this subordinate's sensing ability severalfold. This subordinate can be certain that fellow fled into this city. There can be