These three were clever. They had first seized the three directions where ghostly creatures appeared most frequently.
The northern region left to him barely showed any trace of Underworld ghostly creatures. Trying to claim merit in a place like this was simply a fool's dream.
But Yang Chen was not someone who cared much about merit. Since those three were so fond of it, they could fight over it. He was more than happy to enjoy some leisure instead.
"With their Great Ascension cultivation, they should have a hard time encountering any opponents. Splitting up should not be a problem, but I still hope they remain cautious. Even at the doorstep of the Spirit King Sacred District, accidents may still happen."
As Yang Chen pondered in secret, he stepped forward. As his divine soul spread out, he began sweeping the skies across a vast area.
"There should be four factions in this region. The largest bears the surname Zhou and is located in nearby Tianlun City. Some time ago, word spread that many cultivators in Tianlun City had been murdered and ghostly qi was running rampant. Besides that, the daughter of the head of the Zhou family also vanished without explanation. If nothing unexpected happened, Underworld ghostly creatures were most likely behind it as well," Yang Chen muttered to himself.
Having reached that conclusion, he no longer hesitated and headed straight for Tianlun City.
At his speed, reaching the skies above Tianlun City took no more than an instant. A moment later, he had arrived overhead, looking down upon the teeming masses below.
As his divine soul spread out, every blade of grass, every tree, every corner of Tianlun City fell beneath his gaze. Nothing escaped his sight; not even a drop of water could slip through.
"There really is