At the edge of the Biluo Starfield, in a deathly silent stretch of the Chaos Void.
Space rippled like the surface of a pond.
More than forty figures radiating terrifying auras slowly emerged.
Leading them was True Lord Chixiao.
But now his face was dark and his eyes venomous, without a trace of his earlier smugness.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man in jet-black armor, his aura as unfathomable as an abyss and as oppressive as a prison.
The man's aura was even stronger than True Lord Chixiao's.
He had already reached the peak Dao Fusion stage.
He was the powerful ally True Lord Chixiao had invited: True Lord Xuanjia, a supreme elder of the Heavenly Martial Divine Sect.
"Chixiao, are you certain they're here?"
True Lord Xuanjia swept his gaze across the desolate void, his low voice carrying a hint of doubt.
True Lord Chixiao had paid a considerable price to enlist his help.
If this expedition proved fruitless, he would have little patience for True Lord Chixiao.
"Rest assured, Daoist Brother Xuanjia," True Lord Chixiao hurriedly replied.
"I've already divined their whereabouts. After siphoning away the fortune, those three didn't flee far. They're lying low somewhere near the Biluo Starfield."
"What's more, according to the information I obtained earlier, their most likely next target is the Jade Balance Realm, not far ahead."
He pointed at a world wreathed in nebulae, a ruthless glint flashing through his eyes.
"All we need to do is lay an inescapable trap here."
"Then we wait for them to walk right into it!"
True Lord Xuanjia nodded at his words.
He glanced at the forty-odd Great Luo True Realm cultivators behind him and felt his confidence grow.
More than forty fellow cultivators, including several in the middle and late Dao Fusion stages, alongside