Chapter 938: Dharma King
"Wang Wuji!"
Inside the banner.
Tu Shan Jun, seated cross-legged beneath the great locust tree in the Daoist temple, abruptly opened his eyes.
His undying eyes transformed into sun and moon.
The sun and moon immediately became a millstone of the great Yin-Yang Dao, appearing behind Tu Shan Jun. As it turned, it evolved into a vast realm.
The realm was hazy and indistinct. Only a moon-white figure could be seen, extending from the great fog a dry yet broad palm that held a compass.
Though even the voice was exceedingly ethereal, it truly echoed beside Tu Shan Jun's ear.
"Wang Wuji?"
Tu Shan Jun murmured softly.
Under the soul-summoning invocation of a name, he immediately locked onto the city's Yin God. Then he waved his hand.
As immense fog swept forth, the Soul Banner fell completely silent.
"A cultivator from the organization." Tu Shan Jun already knew who was calling upon Wang Wuji's Yin God soul.
He had not expected the death of a branch master to alert a Saint. He still remembered that when he had killed an organization branch helmsman in the Eastern Wasteland, the one who came to investigate had merely been a Spirit Transformation cultivator.
They had even crossed paths several times afterward.
Even if it was a Saint, so long as the other party lacked sufficiently powerful methods, they could not possibly track him down. He only needed to hide his divine soul within the city to conceal the spiritual traces of his soul.
Still, this matter served as a reminder to Tu Shan Jun.
So long as he remained active, he would eventually return to the public eye.
A Realm Saint was still not strong enough.
To return to the Eastern Wasteland realm and settle matters with Dao Lord