Any ruins of a boundary would have chaotic air currents because the leyline cores had scattered, making it difficult for immortals to search out the true situation within. That made such places excellent choices for certain immortal beasts or evil immortals who had committed crimes to hide in. The same was true here, so the pursued party was very likely trying to use this place to escape. It might even have been the faction on Old Gan's side.
Wherever I passed, the scattered stones were all forced aside by the Laws, but probing for more traces of aura was not easy. I searched for quite some time before finding the next direction through the faint sounds of explosions.
By the time I rushed over, the battle was still going on.
"Think twice before acting! Think twice before acting, all you immortals! You've already killed Fellow Daoist Qian. As for inheriting the position of Dao Alliance Heavenly Venerable, inherit it however you like! You ought to let us go!"
A familiar voice came from the distance. It carried both pleading and helplessness. The instant I heard it, I recalled Old Wu, that kindly-faced old Daoist who had earnestly instructed the younger generation.
But I had never imagined that Old Gan had actually fallen!
"Do you know who they are?! They are the family of the Creation Immortal Venerable! If something really happens to them, aren't you afraid the Creation Immortal Venerable will slaughter every immortal in your Southern Divine Seat?!"
Another voice shouted angrily and urgently. It was Bao'er speaking!
"Hehe! Since you know we're immortals of the Southern Divine Seat, you should hand them over. That way, we won't accidentally kill them when we make our move! By then, it will be too late for you to regret it!"
Boom!