Heaven Chasing Daoist

"What is this thing?" Wu Zisheng asked, somewhat startled and doubtful.

Something like a soul brand would indeed be left in the void just like Aura, but to truly rely on such a tiny bit of soul brand to pursue someone was far too difficult.

For people like them, who were directly at the scene, the chances were a little better. After all, little time had passed, so the soul brand left behind was still somewhat clear and easier to observe.

For those who searched afterward, the information they could obtain was close to nothing, with almost no possibility of tracking.

Especially with someone like Chen Fei, who had directly used Void Teleportation to move nearly a hundred li away. There were too many gaps in between, making it even more impossible to trace.

Yet at this moment, the mark imprinted on the jade hairpin Miao Wanhua had taken out was vastly different from an ordinary soul brand. But if one had to say exactly where it differed, it was hard to explain in a short while.

The only thing that could be certain was that this brand was very deep. With this brand, they could indeed track the original owner.

"The Soul Capturing Hairpin, something that belonged to Heaven Chasing Daoist back then."

A trace of self-satisfaction showed on Miao Wanhua's face. Though this kind of Spiritual Treasure usually could not be used against enemies, at a critical moment, it could come in handy.

"Good, good, good! If it is something of Heaven Chasing Daoist's, then no matter how far that brat runs, he can forget about escaping our pursuit!" Ao Bozhong burst into loud laughter.

Heaven Chasing Daoist was a legendary figure from several thousand years ago. Although his cultivation had not reached the Mountain Sea Realm Peak,