Wang Jingcheng's eyes flashed, and he immediately reached out with a grasping motion.
His true essence formed an invisible hand, snatching the gray-white jade fragment into his palm.
The moment the jade fragment touched his hand, streams of chaotic information poured into Wang Jingcheng's mind.
Within were not only the names of cultivators, but also the corresponding auras of their souls.
In addition, there were several methods for operating teleportation arrays that used the arrays here to lead deeper into the Immortal Ruins.
From within the jade fragment, he could vaguely make out an ancient immortal palace with only half its outline visible.
Several traces of Heavenly Palace's unique aura lingered around the immortal palace.
Wang Jingcheng's breath caught. Before he could inspect it closely, Daoist Master Xuanwei's powerful strike above him and the golden net collapsed at the same time.
The terrifying force became a shocking blast wave that swept in every direction.
The already ruinous platform collapsed with a thunderous crash under the impact.
Wang Jingcheng reacted swiftly. As his body dropped, he turned the Star Disk in his hand, and seven streams of starlight surged back from the broken pillars around him.
The starlight shrouded him, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished into a long, narrow fissure that had suddenly split open beneath the platform.
"Wang Jingcheng! Leave it behind!"
Daoist Master Xuanwei's furious shout rang out.
He raised a hand and grabbed through the air. A massive handprint followed, plunging into the underground fissure.
"Rumble!"
Another muffled boom came from deep underground.
A moment later, a streak of crimson blood splashed out with the air currents. Yet Wang Jingcheng did not appear.
Daoist Master Xuanwei's Divine Sense pursued him at once, but the instant it entered the fissure, the seven points of starlight