Another [Primordial Jianmu], an Advanced Illusion and Concealment Art; Gathering Doubts and a Baited Trap

An instant kill! An instant kill as effortless as crushing an egg!

What-what kind of technique was that?! How could the gulf between them be so vast? Just what terrifying level had this senior reached, the man who had saved them and called them his "guides"?!

Brother Wang and the short, stout cultivator felt their minds freeze, flooded with boundless horror and disbelief.

Their throats bobbed involuntarily as they swallowed.

That black figure standing silently before them simply had to be some ancient Old Devil who had emerged into the world, slipped into the secret realm, and stirred up a storm.

Had they just escaped the wolf's jaws only to enter the tiger's mouth?!

Desperately suppressing their terror, they began racking their brains for a way to survive.

Lin Changheng extended his divine sense, monitoring everything. He would never truly leave his back exposed to those two, even if their strength was admittedly rather low-

Absolutely not!

Lin Chang had always taken care to prevent his boat from capsizing in a gutter. Against any enemy, anyone harboring murderous intent, any potential threat, and so on, he struck with his full strength, seeking a one-hit kill.

"Whoosh..."

Lin Changheng beckoned again. The drooping head of Jin Zhantang's corpse slid beneath his palm, and the five fingers of his right hand pressed lightly against its forehead.

Soul Search!

His powerful divine sense forced its way into Jin Zhantang's soul, which had yet to begin dissipating, and rapidly sifted through his memories.

Past events from his cultivation, his experiences, the distribution of known resource sites in the secret realm, and various pieces of secret-realm intelligence Jin Zhantang personally possessed-

They flashed through Lin Changheng's mind like a revolving lantern.

But he could not glimpse the crucial plans, overall objectives, deployment orders, or