In the Great Void, a remnant soul fled in panic, steering a pale river.
"How did that person find me? I used the Netherworld's secret arts, and I had the Half-Immortal Artifact Soul-Drowning Returnless Raft to aid me. Under normal circumstances, even if a Dao Embryo Saint Lord acted personally, finding my trail should have been harder than climbing to the heavens. How did that person manage it?"
"Was that method of his a one-time thing, or could he use it again?"
Thoughts churned as he fled. True Lord Pingdu's heart was filled with confusion and unwillingness.
Originally, he had intended to lie low for a while longer and arrange numerous contingencies before taking the initiative against Jiang Chen. Yet before this plan had truly begun, the other party had come straight to his door. Most terrifying of all, not only was the other party's soul unexpectedly powerful, he had even grasped part of the power of the Great Dao.
With such strength, this was absolutely not someone True Lord Pingdu could scheme against whenever he pleased. Even with a Half-Immortal Artifact in hand, at most he could preserve his own life.
Just then, a mark he had secretly left behind shattered. True Lord Pingdu was startled.
"The mark has broken. He has caught up..."
Turning back to gaze into the void, True Lord Pingdu guessed at a certain possibility, and panic inevitably rose in his heart.
"If he can catch up, then he may very well have left something on me."
"If that is truly the case, then although he has yet to lock onto my true body, finding me is only a matter of time." With that thought arising, True Lord Pingdu once more circulated his divine ability and examined himself.
After escaping, in order to avoid being