As the Eight Demon Banners descended, the sound of the wind in the Tide-Listening Stone Forest reached his ears once more.
Qing Chen gathered the remaining treasures enveloped by the Demon Formation. Without even the inclination to count them carefully, he added several layers of seals and tossed them into the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda.
Just to be safe, in case that Taixia Daoist Scion was some relative of theirs and had some hidden means of sensing them, he did not want trouble for the time being.
After all... even with his Eight Demon Banners, he could not rank among the leaders on the Hunt Ranking. He had checked, and that Taixia Daoist Scion's Hunting Merit Points were a great deal higher than his! That alone said plenty.
He spread both sleeves outward, and powerful magic power surged from his Sea of Qi. Gray-black Primal Magnetism Divine Light instantly filled the surrounding space.
No earth-shaking thunderbolts rose again.
Countless fine magnetic threads passed through the cracks in the stone, repeatedly tugging at and shredding the lingering divine sense, magic power, deathly energy, rosy light, bloody scent, and Dharma Treasure fluctuations...
Qing Chen swept his divine sense over the area one final time, then put away the Battle Halberd. The silhouette of the Primordial Magnetism Boat flashed beneath his feet, and he sped away close along the Tidal Channel.
Behind him, only a gust of disturbed sea wind blew through that empty, dilapidated Pill Chamber.
As he approached the entrance and exit of the Tide-Listening Stone Forest, however, Qing Chen gradually slowed his flight.
Killing the three of them had only resolved the immediate trouble.
He still had not found Yue Ting.
The Reincarnation Dead Sea was astonishingly vast. If he simply chose a direction at random and pursued,