The Demonic Cultivator incident had temporarily drawn to a close on Lu Qing's end.
But on the Dao Sect's side, it had only just been placed on the agenda.
"Senior Brother, what exactly happened?"
Outside a majestic hall, a handsome youth with refined features stepped forward upon seeing the equally handsome young man emerge in a hurry, his expression somewhat icy, and asked.
Bai Changshou glanced at him. His originally cold expression softened somewhat, revealing the exhaustion of having worked without rest these past days.
Although he had already cultivated to the Void Realm, a succession of sect affairs had come crashing down upon him, and he still had to attend to his cultivation. Though this was merely an incarnation, he still felt a trace of weariness.
"It's nothing. Junior Brother, are you certain Reception Peak in the back mountain was the first place that Demonic Cultivator was discovered?"
Liao Bufan frowned. "Senior Brother, of course that's true. So many people were there and saw it."
"I was the first to rush forward. He even tried to conceal his aura and transform his bloodline to escape, but he didn't know that our sect had thoroughly understood such methods of theirs over the years. We just don't know which Old Devil he was."
"Unfortunately, the Demon Sect's methods are far too vicious and varied. Not long after he was captured, his True Spirit self-destructed and he died."
"We didn't get anything out of him either. We only learned that the Demon Sect seemed to have some major movements recently."
Bai Changshou shook his head. "I'm not blaming the law enforcement disciples. It's just that the senior masters above are quite dissatisfied with this matter. A Demonic Cultivator infiltrated the Dao Sect's headquarters—the nature of this is extremely vile."
"And that teleportation