"I wondered what background that human cultivator targeted by the Great Demon of the Demon Race had, but once the formation was disturbed, the ghost cultivator revealed himself.
Presumably, neither side in the fight would continue attacking and give the ghost cultivator an opening to exploit.
Putting aside that ghost cultivator for now, I never expected the place where the Tribulation Crossing stage ghost cultivator had perished in meditation, hidden here, to be so difficult to find..."
Under the dim yellow lamplight, Su Shi'er murmured softly, his gaze falling on an abandoned teleportation array.
As time changed and the world shifted, more than a thousand years had passed. The once rudimentary teleportation array had long since been scoured by the Ghostly Qi of the Sinful Dao until not a trace of spiritual essence remained.
Looking at it now, it was no different from a pile of discarded stones.
The reason it had endured until today was entirely because the spiritual power once contained in the materials used to lay the formation had been replaced by Ghostly Qi.
Yet those materials still retained the shape of a teleportation array.
The moment his gaze fell upon the teleportation array, Su Shi'er recognized its condition.
Revisiting this old place, memories of the past surfaced uncontrollably in his mind, filling him with endless emotion.
Yet his wistfulness lasted only a moment before his thoughts turned once more to the place where the Tribulation Crossing stage ghost cultivator had perished in meditation, which he had searched for in vain.
As for the possibility that the place was not here at all, Su Shi'er had never even considered it.
Not to mention that a ghost cultivator had appeared here; the Ghostly Qi in the Sinful Dao was already dense beyond measure.
In the vast cosmos surrounding