Interrogating Divine Crow True Lord

Severing karma and pursuit, somewhere in the Spiritless Desert.

Jiang Ding concealed himself and trekked hundreds of thousands of li without leaving any marks, following the route marked within his divine soul consciousness.

After seven or eight days straight, he finally stopped in an utterly unremarkable stretch of desert.

"It should be here."

Jiang Ding pondered for a moment but did not begin digging.

He spent several more days wandering through the surrounding ten thousand li, searching the entire area.

There was no ambush and no hidden means of surveillance.

It was safe.

Jiang Ding immediately returned, sank beneath the ground, and dug for a long while. After digging very deep, a dull gray stone box appeared before him.

"Divine Crow, long time no see."

Jiang Ding greeted him.

This was naturally where he had buried Divine Crow True Lord's sealed Nascent Soul.

Since the Spirit Transformation-grade Soul-Searching Talisman had never arrived, and he could not violate his principle of bringing intelligent beings back to the Immortal Sect, he had casually picked a spot back then, dug a hole, thrown it in, and buried it until now.

After waiting several years, a Spirit Transformation cultivator had finally found the time to casually draw a Soul-Searching Talisman, list it on the Banyan Tree Network to fulfill the order, and earn a little pocket money.

The price was 170 million low-grade spirit stones, with fifth-grade spirit currency accounting for no less than five percent.

Do not complain that it was expensive. Do not complain that it was slow.

It was already good enough that a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Lord could spare the time to work for you.

These were figures on the level of great-great-great-great... great-grandfathers, every one of them terrifyingly wealthy magnates.

Being rich enough to rival a nation was an