"The cultivator just now carried the aura of one of my clansmen. If you hand him over, I can pretend none of this ever happened..." Qingzhu finally spoke when he saw the three Ninth Order cultivators appear.
He had not wanted to say anything. Although the Dragon Clan's True Spirits were exceptionally powerful and reached the ninth order upon maturity, they could still be coveted and kept in captivity. That was why they were so overbearing.
Their overbearing nature was meant to strike fear into the Spirit Realm's many races.
Now, however, he could no longer sense the Void Ancient Dragon's aura. Either the dragon was dead, or it had been imprisoned and concealed.
"That was a Human Race cultivator. Your clansman must be with the Human Race. We sensed it some time ago—the Human Race's Soul-Destroying Saint Lord was the first to arrive at the scene," a Body Integration cultivator of the Jade Soul Race spoke up.
He recalled the day Soul Destroyer had attacked. The fluctuations in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had been immense, and they had carried a distinctive aura.
"Silence!" Qingzhu thrust out a claw, intent on tearing the speaker apart. Fortunately, Withered Jade and Blue Drip intervened in time, barely managing to shatter the dragon claw.
"I sensed that aura just now, and you already killed that human!" Qingzhu roared angrily.
The treasure in his hand could detect both the aura of a Dragon Clan True Spirit and dragon qi.
But now he could no longer sense the other's presence. The crucial point was that he had sensed it perfectly clearly inside this very secret realm just moments ago. He had simply come from too far away and arrived a step too late.
"He might be inside this secret realm!" Withered Jade