"Young Master, I found nothing on my end."
The Blood Demon Old Monster flew over from the south.
"Young Master, nothing on my end either."
The Corpse Buddha Child said the same from the west.
"Nothing here."
The Black Baleful Sword Demon, never one for many words, had returned too.
The Many-Faced One glanced from side to side and finally decided to keep quiet.
Jiang Hong's expression had turned grim beyond measure. He swept his gaze over them. "Are you saying a living, breathing man vanished into thin air?"
"Well—"
The Blood Demon Old Monster dared not speak.
"Useless!"
Jiang Hong cursed under his breath, then turned toward the Demonic Cultivators at the Golden Core Formation Realm outside the barrier.
"Young Master, you mustn't."
The Household Buddha Child hurried forward and cupped his hands. "Qiu Qianhai certainly hasn't left yet. If we open the barrier, what if he escapes instead?"
The Blood Demon Old Monster glanced at the Household Buddha Child and instantly understood his meaning. "I agree."
"Then what are you standing around for? Find him!"
Jiang Hong cursed, and everyone scattered to search the area again.
The Many-Faced One barely knew any of them. As a Rogue Cultivator who had effectively been dragged into service, he had kept his distance from the start. Now he slipped off alone to the edge and searched along the barrier.
His so-called search consisted of sending out his Divine Sense and looking around.
He had already rendered Young Master Jiang a service. If he received some fine treasures as a reward, all the better; if not, it hardly mattered.
All he needed was to avoid making a mistake.
Yet for some reason, unease kept gnawing at him.
*Could it be because I killed Ran Kui? I may be Qinghe, but I'm the