Who was this?
The Ghost Immortal Art was a secret technique Baibing had obtained from Immortal Chou. It could enter dreams and kill people. During his previous fight with Chen Luo, he had taken a wisp of Chen Luo's aura. Using that wisp, he could trace everyone connected to Chen Luo. The names he had mentioned earlier were all ones he had read through the Ghost Immortal Art.
He had originally intended to enter True Person Wuwei's dream and torture him to death in front of Chen Luo.
But he had never expected something to go wrong at the very first step.
"Then I'll kill one first."
After pondering for a while without finding the cause, Baibing simply stopped paying attention to it. He reached into the dream and grabbed at the woodcutter. Iron Head, held in his hand, instantly melted into a strange aura that crossed space and distance, entering that hazy world.
Ancient God Sect.
Back mountain.
Venerable Kuchai's lifespan was nearing its end. The closer he came to his great limit, the more reverence he felt for the Immortal Dao. The road of cultivation was like a mountain path, filled with all manner of forks. Some paths led to the summit, but far more were crooked trails. Once one stepped onto a crooked trail, one would never have another chance to reach the peak for the rest of one's life.
Venerable Kuchai had taken a wrong path.
But he had already long ago got used to it. This was simply how cultivation went without anyone to guide you. He had not been born into a great Dao Sect clan, nor did he have elders above him to lead the way. Every step he had taken had been explored on his own. At that time, it had been