The female cultivator did not answer, but anxiety also faintly showed on her pretty face.
The others felt even more uneasy, but with profit right before their eyes, no one suggested leaving.
Lin Xuan also furrowed his brows slightly, but very soon, as though he had sensed something, he raised his head and glanced toward the east.
Although Lin Xuan was likewise only a mid-Core Condensation cultivator, the strength of his divine sense far surpassed cultivators of the same rank. It was even a shade stronger than experts at great perfection, falling short only of Nascent Soul Realm old monsters.
Several dozen li away, a squad of yin souls was flying in this direction.
The intelligence had not been wrong. It was just still hard to say whether what they brought was treasure, or whether there was a trap.
In any case, Lin Xuan was prepared to wade into these muddy waters. With his abilities, even if the fierce ghosts had a scheme, he would have no problem extricating himself calmly.
Another short while passed, and these hidden cultivators finally sensed it as well. A stir ran through them, and excitement and nervousness filled the air.
"What are you panicking for? All of you, keep calm and hide yourselves properly. In a moment, act on my command." The loose-haired cultivator turned back and barked a rebuke.
Only then did the cultivators quiet down.
After roughly another quarter of an hour, several enormous streaks of radiance appeared before their eyes. The most eye-catching among them was a strange flying carriage wrapped in pitch-black light, several zhang in both length and width, pulled by a peculiar Ghost Beast. The treasure was being transported on it.
Beside it were as many as several dozen yin soul guards, each one terrifying in appearance.
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