"He's back!"
Beside the Bamboo Grove, someone shouted, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Watching the figure slowly emerge from the cave, Zhou Youzi meant to step forward. But for some reason, that face, unchanged from before, now carried an air of distance and detachment from the mortal world. Several cultivators of "high standing" among the lesser sects had already gone forward, so he hesitated, shifted a step, and went to find Chen Fanghua instead.
By the time Zhou Youzi returned with Chen Fanghua, the True Person in purple was descending.
At the sight, not only Zhou Youzi but everyone else stopped in their tracks, not daring to approach. They watched in silence.
Chen Cuo stepped out of the Divine Treasury. Before he could examine what had changed around him, his heart stirred. He sensed a current of malice coil toward him, formless and insubstantial, seeking to seep into his bloodline!
"Oh? Interesting!"
Chen Cuo narrowed his eyes. After sensing it for a moment, he grasped something of its origin.
Let's see who's scheming behind this...
This malice from afar was like a wisp of incense smoke. Even before Chen Cuo had entered the Divine Treasury, when his cultivation was only at the Dao Foundation stage, his three bodies and attendant incense would have made such an implanted Evil Thought powerless against him. That was truer still now.
Moreover, Chen Cuo had obtained the Thickening Song Formula from the Nie Family's father and son, uncle and nephew. He was especially sensitive to such venomous thoughts and saw through Void and Reality at once.
Ignoring the crowd gathering around him, Chen Cuo reached out, seized the Evil Thought from the air, and held it in his hand. His Divine Sense penetrated it, and in the blink of an eye, he had examined it