The Dead World

The Soul Venerable's escape route was glaringly obvious.

With his Great Dao damaged, let alone the methods of the Dao Integration Realm, he could not even use the power of his origin dao to teleport through space. He could only fly by relying on the spiritual power within his body.

The trail he left behind was unmistakable.

Before long, Shen Lin pursued him to the Nine Heavens Ten Earths.

"Ghost Soul Heaven..."

Looking at the continent shrouded in thick white mist before him, Shen Lin murmured, not particularly surprised.

After all, in the Soul Venerable's current state, there was no way he could conceal his tracks. It was impossible for him to shake off Shen Lin in the Chaos Sea.

But after returning to his old lair, with the clan-protecting grand formation and the Ghost Soul Clan's years of preparations, he might be able to stop Shen Lin.

The top clans of the Chaos Sea possessed endless hidden reserves, and their clan-protecting grand formations were naturally among the very best.

As far as Shen Lin knew, the clan-protecting grand formations of these great clans could even withstand attacks from Dao Integration Realm experts.

But...

Shen Lin swung his saber. Saber qi descended from the heavens and instantly cleaved apart the grand formation that Ghost Soul Heaven had just activated.

Formations ultimately needed power to sustain them.

At this moment, Ghost Soul Heaven held only cultivators below the Saint Realm.

All the Ghost Soul Clan's elites had been taken by the Soul Venerable to exterminate the Human Race, and Shen Lin had already killed every last one of them.

Thus, without the combined support of the Ghost Soul Clan's many cultivators, the formation could probably only withstand attacks from the Venerable Realm.

Confronted by a single saber strike from the Dao