Whoosh!
High above the Endless Marshlands, two figures raced past, sometimes shifting through space, sometimes flying through the air, their speed breathtaking.
One of them was none other than the Tai Sui Gate High Priest, one of the few cultivators at the pinnacle of spirit transformation in the Divine Continent today!
"The Central Continent, the Twelve Ancient Sects... Hmph!"
Not far beside the High Priest, the cold-faced man formed from one hundred thousand evil spirits spoke in an icy tone. "If I weren't gathering cultivators' essence blood for my master, I could storm Central Province and sweep everything aside."
"Instead, I have to take this detour and waste time for nothing. How hateful!"
The High Priest wore a respectful expression and offered a few casual words of agreement, while her eyes kept scanning their surroundings.
For some reason, ever since leaving the Eastern Isles, she had vaguely sensed someone watching them in secret.
With her powerful divine sense, unless Yang Fenggu acted personally, who could possibly follow them without either of them noticing?
Moreover, the evil spirit incarnation's strength was already infinitely close to that of a Tribulation Transcendence True Person, and his divine sense was beyond compare.
Even he, despite sensing something, had never managed to discover what it was!
"Stop looking. It should be some special spirit insect skilled at tracking."
The cold-faced man surveyed his surroundings, his tone disdainful. "Even if those useless fools from the Twelve Ancient Sects know where I am, what can they do?"
"Those fools can deploy the Four Symbols Eight Extremes Sealing Formation only once at most. If they seal me, their doom will come when my master emerges!"
The High Priest nodded in agreement.
The Four Symbols Eight Extremes Sealing Formation was the Twelve Ancient Sects' strongest trump card. Even the