Old Haunt, Old Acquaintance

The Demonic Beast incarnation held back the ninth-realm Evil Specters. Cloud Dream, in human form and a half-step True Immortal—the incarnation with the highest cultivation at present—looked out across the dim world and fell into confusion for a time.

If she kept searching so aimlessly, it would be difficult to achieve any result. Moreover, the Evil Specters born within the greater world grew more formidable with every passing year.

As she traveled outside, she would inevitably be targeted by Evil Specters. It was only a matter of time before the incarnations sent into the greater world were exhausted.

"There were only a little over two hundred incarnations sent down. Over half have been destroyed in five hundred years, leaving fewer than sixty... This cannot continue. I must find a way to summon down that Liu bastard and make him come down himself to search for that old immortal Xuandu."

Having thought this far, Cloud Dream found herself in a difficult position again.

She did not know how badly the Void Realm had been contaminated by now, but even a thousand years ago, even a Two-Body Immortal could hardly send down a strand of divine sense. They needed either arrangements left behind in the greater world or the guidance of worshippers through sacrifice.

By now, the Void Realm's contamination was surely even worse. Separated by dense earthly yin qi and foul qi, even the divine sense of a quasi-sect leader likely could not cross down out of thin air.

Yet if she did not call upon that Liu bastard for help, Cloud Dream could not count on the remnants of the White Marsh Gu Master Lineage. There was no one else who could aid her. She could only try, personally guiding Liu Feng's divine sense into the greater world.

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