Standing at the edge of the Dark Forest, Qin Fengming studied the roughly one-foot-wide array disk in his hand, which flashed with multicolored firefly-like light. Seeing several bright points on it, a trace of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
This array disk was a tracking artifact containing spatial power, which he had refined according to an ancient method.
As long as he used a secret technique to leave his mark on another person, he could locate that person through this array disk.
Even if they were two or three million miles away, he could still roughly determine their direction.
On Black Mist Island, which spanned only several hundred thousand miles, Qin Fengming was certain that unless the wisp of his mark had been erased by a cultivator whose soul realm surpassed his own, he could accurately pinpoint Du Shuniang's location.
What greatly puzzled Qin Fengming was that Du Shuniang's mark was currently tens of thousands of miles from where he stood. Moreover, that location was not in the direction leading out of the Wilderness region.
Could Zhou Bo have fled in panic back then and ended up veering off to that place? Qin Fengming wondered, muttering to himself.
When Zhou Bo had faced those ghost cultivators at the mid Spirit Severing stage formed from Killing Intent, he had already been lucky to escape with his life despite having little magic power and soul force remaining. Naturally, he had been unable to identify his direction accurately while fleeing.
If he had used his methods earlier to investigate Du Shuniang's whereabouts, he could naturally have avoided some detours. However, there seemed to be a spatial fluctuation within the dark mist that affected the array disk. Even after investigating twice, he had failed to find the exact direction.
It was probably because the