"Judging by Needle Demon's character, he probably wouldn't linger long in a sparsely populated place like this. He liked crowds—enough people for him to slaughter one by one without stopping. This old man has already helped you quite a lot. Though I also want to kill Needle Demon, you'll have to rely on yourselves to find him."
The old man hung the gourd at his waist. From now on, he intended to stand by as a mere passerby and watch Zhang Chen and the others perform.
"The other party seems exceptionally cautious. He didn't leave behind even a trace of aura at the landing site. Searching aimlessly like this isn't a solution. Let's look around the city for any ghosts or Hell Envoys killed by Needle Demon."
This evil spirit known as Needle Demon had failed to leave behind the slightest trace at the landing site. Not only that, Zhang Chen and the other three searched every living thing within a ten-kilometer radius, yet found nothing—not even a mutilated corpse.
Still, their search yielded something. They found a few needles in many corners and buildings.
"These needles are rather strange."
Jia Xin could be considered half an expert in concealed weapons. Back when he was still a cultivator, he needed silver needles to release various talismans from afar. Even now, he still carried hundreds of silver needles on him.
"The material contains ordinary human bone, flesh, and even a small amount of cellular impurities. Furthermore, these bone needles don't retain even the slightest trace of ghostly aura. Could it be... Zhang Chen, can you use this bone material to locate the other party's approximate position?"
"Let me try."
Tina had not done much along the way and always wanted to do something helpful to draw a little of Jia Xin's