Xu Changqing pushed the Creation Force to its limit. The Azure Emperor Dao Mark forcibly obscured the secrets of heaven, not allowing even the slightest trace of aura to leak out.
Li Chuan huddled behind Xu Changqing, a grave look flashing through his eyes.
He knew Ghost Elder was formidable, but he had never expected him to be a Void Refinement Phase powerhouse.
Over the years, he had encountered the other man several times. Fortunately, they had never come into contact or clashed.
Otherwise, the only thing standing here today would likely have been an unmarked grave.
At this moment, Ghost Elder stood beneath the Mysterious Yellow Spirit Sect Gate. The Mysterious Yellow Ancient Coffin shrank down before finally turning into a streak of light that he stowed away in his storage artifact.
Once he had finished, his murky eyes opened. A sharp glint swept across the surroundings like an invisible giant hand, ruthlessly crushing the Calamity Mist and turbid qi around him.
He seemed to be searching for something.
Seeing this, Xu Changqing did not panic in the slightest.
After all, he was circulating an Immortal Grade cultivation art. Its ability to conceal him could not be underestimated.
Ghost Elder's Divine Sense swept forth like a tide, passing over the collapsed Dongting Ruins, passing over the roiling Calamity Mist, and passing over the place where Xu Changqing and Li Chuan hid, yet it did not linger.
Finding nothing, he furrowed his brows slightly.
Earlier, he had clearly sensed a faint, elusive ripple, only for it to vanish in the blink of an eye.
His withered fingers lightly pinched together, and the aura around him stirred faintly, as though he were deducing something.
A moment later, the sharpness in Ghost Elder's eyes gradually faded, returning to their former murkiness. He