Aurora Divine Lord, Daluo Golden Immortal

Because he was too far from the Immortal Dao, the Black-Robed Man could not deduce the specific circumstances within it. He had merely sent people to spread the Zhou Gua Technique at close range, and all he knew was the number of living beings cultivating it.

That number had continued to rise, which meant his plan was progressing smoothly.

Yet now, the number of living beings cultivating the Zhou Gua Technique had plummeted, leaving him deeply uneasy.

Had the plan failed?

But why had none of the subordinates he sent returned with any intelligence?

The Black-Robed Man struggled for a while before ultimately choosing to deduce the Immortal Dao. He needed to understand what had happened, or this matter would continue to weigh on his mind.

In any case, he was far from the Immortal Dao, so nothing should happen.

The Black-Robed Man began circulating his power, employing the Great Dao art of Zhou Gua to deduce the broader situation within the Immortal Dao.

As the Zhou Gua Technique was activated, a cold wind swept through the hall, circling around him and whipping his black robe. His hand seals changed faster and faster, even warping space. Faint afterimages flew out from within, vanishing in an instant, dreamlike and illusory.

Suddenly!

The Black-Robed Man abruptly stopped. His robe then exploded, and surging black qi erupted forth, forming a vast black fog that shrouded the great hall.

"What kind of power is this... It can actually backlash all the way here..."

The Black-Robed Man's roar came from within the black fog, his words brimming with terror.

Elsewhere.

Far within the Purple Cloud Palace, Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes, revealing a displeased expression.

"Some petty rat actually dares spy on my karma. Courting death. I'll first let you taste the agony of karmic