Gu Yun gulped down a mouthful of strong liquor, and his careless expression instantly turned solemn. He took one step forward, and his figure vanished from where he stood.
When he appeared again, ripples like splashing water spread across the sky above the Soul Refinement Sect.
The Soul Refinement Sect's defensive formation began to operate.
Gu Yun had intended to sneak in without making a sound, but unexpectedly, he crashed into the defensive formation.
"Ugh, formations are such a nuisance!"
"How could there be such a damned profession as a Formation Daoist in this world?"
Gu Yun grumbled irritably. After scratching his head, he turned and stepped into the void, but after a while, he came back out again.
"The spatial barriers around the Soul Refinement Sect are as sturdy as the 'Ascension Barrier.' There's no way to enter from the void!"
"Looks like I really won't be able to enter the Soul Refinement Sect without using some tricks!"
Gu Yun sighed softly, then silently took an object from his Storage Bag—a token-like item.
He gently pressed the token against the defensive formation, and ripples immediately appeared across it.
The seemingly incomparably sturdy formation suddenly melted away toward both sides, creating an opening. Gu Yun smiled smugly and walked inside.
"I specially commissioned a Formation Daoist to refine this token. The Devil Palace has to reimburse me for this."
Gu Yun let out a wicked laugh, already planning to extort a hefty sum from the Devil Palace after returning.
But suddenly, at that very moment—
Several incomparably powerful divine senses swept across the Soul Refinement Sect's territory. Gu Yun knew that the Soul Refinement Sect's experts had noticed something amiss with the formation, so he immediately flashed away from the spot and vanished without a trace.
The instant Gu Yun