The other party had been very cautious. The moment he noticed he was being followed, he immediately cut off his spiritual power. Decisive indeed.
Dole had no intention of letting him go. He had already memorized the fluctuations of the other party's spiritual power. After the connection was severed, he flew in the direction the spiritual power had moved while taking the time to refine a device capable of scanning a wide area for a fixed spiritual-power frequency. As he flew, he conducted broad-range spiritual scans.
Before long, he had flown more than a thousand kilometers.
Dole was very patient. He roughly guessed that the other party was somewhere eight hundred to a thousand kilometers ahead. Soon, he sensed a point of spiritual power in front of him and accelerated toward it.
In the darkness, he activated every visual function available. Dole saw that it was in the direction of a mountain range. The source of that spiritual-power signal lay on a cliff. From high in the air, the surrounding mountains were not particularly large. With a slight probe, he found that the highest-level creatures in the range did not exceed Level Five. This place had already been completely incorporated into human territory.
He examined the cliff and discovered a pile of flesh and blood atop the mountain. The spiritual fluctuations were coming from there.
After sensing the surroundings and finding neither people nor ambushers, Dole slowly descended and looked at the pool of flesh and blood on the ground.
Dole's brow furrowed slightly. This flesh and blood had been deliberately left here by the other party. Waves of spiritual fluctuations radiated from it, deliberately luring him here. As for that person's true body, it had probably gone off to who knew where.
The pursuit had failed.
But Dole had