"Just as expected! This cultivator's aura had already vanished from the Sacred Emperor Domain, and his whereabouts were unknown."
Several days later, Wei Tu, having left the Thunder Peng Clan, arrived in the human race's Sacred Emperor Domain. Holding the sixth-tier puppet left behind by Heavenly Flame Adept, he secretly used the "mana imprint" within it to sense Heavenly Flame Adept's precise whereabouts. When this yielded no result, he immediately sighed inwardly.
However, he did not cease his pursuit. His gaze turned cold, and with a flash of escape light, he headed directly for the Ancient Sage Land within the Sacred Emperor Domain—a realm within a realm, like a private kingdom.
Compared to tracking someone through a mana imprint, the cultivation world's oldest Blood-Guiding Secret Art was undoubtedly more useful.
And Heavenly Flame Adept was not without descendants. He was the ancestor of the Ming Clan.
In the cultivation world, disaster generally did not extend to one's relatives, especially among members of the same race... But since Heavenly Flame Adept had broken this convention first, Wei Tu naturally would not be merciful.
Moreover, though this cultivator was beneath Wei Tu's notice, to his family, friends, and old acquaintances, he was a calamity lurking at their heart.
For that reason alone, Wei Tu had to pull up the weeds by the roots.
But just as Wei Tu was about to tear open the Ancient Sage Land's barrier and escape inside, a Great Ascension mana force suddenly roared out from within the formation and landed atop the barrier formation, blocking his path.
"Golden Whale Adept?" Wei Tu frowned inwardly and looked toward the burly, iron-tower-like man who had suddenly appeared within the Ming Clan's territory, holding a Buddhist staff and bearing incense-burn scars on his shaved head.
He had not expected this