Zhang Yu pointed with two fingers. Daoist Cao's severed body and head erupted into a blaze of dazzling light, leaving nothing behind.
In the past, he might have captured this man and tried to trace his accomplices. But a principal figure capable of winning an Exalted Venerable's favor would surely have restrictions placed upon him, so Zhang Yu did not trouble himself with it.
Yet, at that final moment, something strange seemed to have happened to the man.
Even standing outside, he could sense how profound Daoist Cao's concealment technique was. It was as if he had been pulled out of this world in an instant.
This was not something a cultivator of his level could possibly wield. Nine times out of ten, he had borrowed the power of some great being from the upper realm.
If so, there had been a very real chance that this man would escape before his eyes. He could only wait until the transformation of the technique ended before using the jade pearl to track him down.
But after Daoist Cao vanished, he reappeared again. That was rather strange. With a turn of his thoughts, Zhang Yu guessed that the great being of the upper realm who had granted him this power might have been affected by something.
He stretched out a hand and took the jade pearl into his palm.
The moment it landed in his hand, however, he sensed a vigorous urge stirring within it.
His gaze flickered. Clearly, besides the man he had slain, someone else had also come into contact with this object. But there were still matters here that needed dealing with, so he could only return to this later.
Once he had made up his mind, he turned and flew back.
At this time, atop the platform hall