As Ye Han piloted the Flying Boat, carrying Wang Chunyang and the others toward Skyward City... on a cliff a thousand li away, a figure dressed in black robes covered in blood-red runes and wearing a hideous Skull Mask stood alone at the edge, the wind stirring his long, gray-white hair...
Around the spot where he stood, the grass and plants had withered.
A trace of gravity appeared in his eyes as he muttered, "Damn it! Why can't I sense my little darling anymore? Did they accidentally kill it? Impossible! I can feel that it's still alive...!"
Just then...
Whoosh!
A streak of light flew in from the distance...
A black-robed cultivator rode a flying sword up to the cultivator in the Skull Mask.
The black-robed cultivator said respectfully, "Senior! We didn't intercept anyone from the Azure Profound Sect at that location. Senior...! Could they have changed direction?"
As he spoke, the black-robed cultivator bowed with utmost deference, not daring to look at the other man.
The aura emanating from him was simply too terrifying.
A strange look flickered in the masked cultivator's eyes as he asked, "Are you certain you didn't intercept them?"
The black-robed cultivator answered firmly, "Yes! Senior! We've been waiting there to intercept them for over two hours."
Confusion appeared in the masked cultivator's eyes. The aura of the little darling he had released had not vanished, yet he could no longer sense it.
There were only two possible explanations: either the target had gone too far away, beyond the sensing range of his Secret Method.
Or someone had discovered the secret of the gu insect and taken its host into another space.
Either possibility could have occurred.
The masked cultivator had no way to establish which it was. But one thing was certain: whichever the