As the girl's expression changed and she issued her rapid orders, far away in another direction, inside a towering mountain countless tens of thousands of miles from Nine Ruins Mountain, a cultivator suddenly emerged from secluded cultivation within a massive cave residence spanning over a thousand zhang.
After a momentary pause, the cultivator came to his senses, his expression changing as his gaze swiftly locked onto a spot within the empty cave residence.
There was a small restriction there. Within it stood a stone table, and on the table rested a pitch-black circular disc. Wisps of blue-black fluorescent light shimmered across the disc, while strange patterns formed from fine, mysterious streams of vapor danced within the glow, looking extraordinarily bizarre.
There were twenty or thirty such restricted stone tables and circular discs in the cave.
This cultivator was clearly the one assigned to watch over them.
"This is a Karma Disc connected to a destroyed sect in the lower realm. It's actually been activated now. Could it be that the person who exterminated the lower-realm sect has ascended to the True Ghost Realm, and is already not far from here? If so, we must find and capture him, then kill him. Otherwise, the sect's fortune will inevitably be devoured by the backlash of the karma on his body."
The cultivator gazed at the disc on the stone table and muttered aloud.
His expression remained calm. After speaking, he did not move, but instead began forming hand seals. As Spirit Patterns flew from his hands and entered the small restriction, a rustling sound rang out.
A vast, icy aura suddenly surged from the disc, instantly enveloping the area within several zhang around the stone table.
Upon suddenly seeing the icy aura surge and spread, the cultivator's expression changed dramatically, and a