Under the moonlight, Xu Changqing held a talisman paper emitting a black ghostly glow. It was the Soul-Severing Talisman that had previously been affixed to the insect cultivator's forehead.
One corner of the talisman paper was faintly hot, and the black patterns on it flashed continuously toward the Silver-Armored Spirit Insect.
Gu Fusheng could not believe it. "How was I discovered?"
Xu Changqing enveloped him with his Divine Sense. After sensing his thoughts, the corners of his mouth curled up. "I'm an insect cultivator myself. Naturally, I know how many related divine abilities there are."
Gu Fusheng could not believe it. "Huh?"
Xu Changqing rolled the talisman paper between his fingertips and chuckled. "Did you think the Soul-Severing Talisman could only suppress the soul?
Sorry, but I added a Soul-Tracking Rune to it. So long as a soul that has touched this talisman appears nearby, the talisman can sense its precise location.
Using a divine ability to parasitize a spirit insect was clever of you, but unfortunately, you failed to account for this!"
Gu Fusheng struggled violently, and even his carapace began to tremble slightly.
Yet Xu Changqing's right foot did not budge in the slightest.
"Sir, don't drive me to extinction!"
"Spare my life, and we can talk things over!"
"If that won't do, name your price!"
Violent fluctuations arose from Gu Fusheng's soul and were immediately sensed by Xu Changqing.
This sort of communication was comparable to voice transmission, except one side expended nothing while the other paid an enormous price. A single misstep could lead to the soul scattering and the spirit extinguishing.
At that moment, Xu Changqing lifted his right foot, then circulated his spiritual power to control the insect that had been stomped into the dirt, raising it to float before him.
Thus, one human