Lin Baichuan did not rush to make a move against the people from the various major factions, because he discovered that many Evil Cult believers had not appeared. They were not even anywhere near the Ancient Sword Sect's Inheritance Palace.
This was exceedingly strange.
For something this significant, those profit-driven scoundrels had actually not come. That could only mean they had an even greater scheme in the works.
With a thought, his surging spiritual will swept outward, covering the entirety of Barbarian Suppression City in an instant.
At once, every blade of grass, every tree, every speck of dust, and every grain of earth in the city fell beneath the cover of his spiritual will.
"Hmph, so you were hiding here..."
Before long, Lin Baichuan pinpointed the exact location of that group of Evil Cult believers. They were hiding in an underground chamber beneath a courtyard.
The chamber was clearly shrouded by an array, and they had even used some kind of Mystical Treasure to conceal their auras.
That was precisely why Lin Baichuan had not detected their existence at once. However, he had already left spiritual marks on these people. Now that his spiritual will swept across the area, neither the Mystical Treasure nor the array could conceal them.
After locking onto the Evil Cult believers' location, the killing intent in Lin Baichuan's heart grew even stronger.
Judging from all the previous signs, there was a strong possibility that the emergence of the Ancient Sword Sect's Inheritance Palace had been the work of these Evil Cult believers.
These people wanted to muddy the waters of Barbarian Suppression City completely, then fish for profit in troubled waters.
"They certainly dreamed beautifully. Pity they don't have the life to enjoy it."
Lin Baichuan sneered. With a flap of the Wind Thunder