After a brief pause, that presence abruptly changed direction and fled toward the distant wilderness at full speed, showing no intention of approaching the outpost again.
Confusion stirred in Lin Fan's heart.
Was this the Demonic Path envoy sent to collect the Blood Beads? Had I been exposed?
With no time to dwell on it, Lin Fan flashed out of the courtyard. Astral Force surged beneath his feet, turning him into a faint afterimage as he raced in pursuit.
In less than half an incense stick's time, Lin Fan caught up with the fleeing black-robed figure and cut him off.
The man was wrapped from head to toe in a loose black robe, his face completely obscured by the shadow of his hood. The powerful aura roiling around him clearly revealed his mid transforming force realm cultivation.
The black-robed man immediately activated his demonic cultivation art, launching several palm blasts laden with dense killing intent straight at Lin Fan. But against the overwhelming power of the mid steel force realm, his resistance was like a mantis raising its arms against a chariot. Within a few breaths, Lin Fan sealed every meridian in his body and pinned him brutally to the ground, leaving him unable to move.
Looking down at him, Lin Fan began his interrogation.
At first, the black-robed man gritted his teeth and held out, trying to use the remnants of his demonic power to detonate himself. Naturally, Lin Fan had already taken precautions.
In the end, Lin Fan had to expend a little effort. After being subjected to several methods, the black-robed man finally abandoned all resistance, his entire body taut as he gasped for breath.
Lin Fan spoke, his voice calm and even. "Are you the Demonic Path envoy sent to collect the Blood Beads? Why did