Immediately afterward, a condensed stream of black Demonic Qi silently spread out from the depths of the cave heaven like a venomous snake.
It did not alarm anyone. Even the restrictive grand formation within Xuanling Cave Heaven failed to detect it.
The stream of Demonic Qi precisely coiled around the "Liu Ruyan" transformed from Yang Lingtian.
It did not erode her directly. Instead, it seemed to be carefully inspecting and savoring something.
Yang Lingtian sneered inwardly. Hooked.
He could clearly sense the greed and urgency contained within the Demonic Qi.
Clearly, that wisp of Profound Yin Qi he had offered up was tremendously alluring to the Old Devil.
This devil was even weaker than he had imagined—and even more impatient.
The Demonic Qi circled around him for a while, seemingly confirming the purity of the nourishment and Liu Ruyan's loyalty.
Then it silently withdrew like a receding tide, vanishing without a trace.
Yang Lingtian slowly opened his eyes, a flash of brilliance passing through them.
"Excellent. The fish has taken the bait. Next, it's time to cast a bigger net."
He did not linger. He rose and left Xuanling Cave Heaven, returning to the Saintess Hall.
Yang Lingtian sat cross-legged once more.
This time, he connected his divine sense to the Chaos Bead and began simulating Gu Xuantong's aura.
At the same time, he extracted several more secretive methods of transmitting messages from Gu Xuantong's memories.
These were methods Gu Xuantong had used to contact those "accomplices" who had likewise been eroded by Demonic Qi.
"Law Enforcement Hall Elder, Elder Tiemian... Transmission Elder, Zhao Tianji..."
Yang Lingtian lightly tapped his fingers.
A moment later, a trace of resolve flashed through his eyes.
He split off two wisps of faint divine sense, wrapping them around a trace of pure, simulated Demonic