Her gaze turned beyond the Formation, looking at the group of Foundation Establishment Cultivators draped in black cloaks.
She could lock onto Zhang Mo with precision, because the other Foundation Establishment Cultivators all had close ties to Zhang Mo. The Silk Threads between them were especially thick, proving that these Foundation Establishment Cultivators took Zhang Mo as their leader.
Then, observing the silk threads on Zhang Mo, she saw many silk threads stretching out, densely packed, every single silk thread connected to One Person.
Some Silk Threads were outside the Formation, some were within the Formation, and still others stretched eastward.
"It's people from the Wuchang Ghost Sect, no mistake, but it isn't Mo Xuanyu. Mo Xuanyu definitely doesn't have this many entanglements!"
She carefully distinguished the silk threads on Zhang Mo, and suddenly, she discovered a rather special silk thread.
Sensing the aura transmitted through that silk thread, her eyes lit up. "Mo Xuanyu!"
Unfortunately, the other end of this silk thread was very far from here. She could not determine where Mo Xuanyu was; she could only determine that Mo Xuanyu was to the north.
Putting Mo Xuanyu's matter aside for the time being, Ghost Woman continued observing the karmic connections on Zhang Mo.
Naturally, she could not see through karma now, but she could infer certain things through the connections between some of the Silk Threads.
And as she unfolded her deductions, her expression grew increasingly ugly.
"No, if no external force intervenes, Lianxin Valley is doomed to disaster, and I will once again become a Yin Soldier of the Wuchang Ghost Sect!"
"Damn it!"
Ghost Woman's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. She had finally broken free of Mo Xuanyu's control, and now she did not want to be controlled by another person again.