The Tribulation Transcendence patriarch's ability to rally everyone with a single call was enough to terrify any Nascent Soul or even Mahayana Stage cultivator, yet Xie Xiyi showed no reaction at all.
Had they not used a Forbidden Technique capable of divination, they might even have questioned whether Xuanji was hiding here.
The many cultivators in the sky turned into brilliant streaks of light and attacked the dense forest.
Enormous, thousand-year-old trees turned to dust, and great swathes of land were scorched yellow as the bombardment blasted a thousand meters underground.
"Xuanji is over there!" Someone spotted Xie Xiyi. He darted swiftly between the ancient trees, his blue-green robes fluttering. Though he was fleeing for his life, there was a leisurely ease about him.
This gave quite a few Nascent Soul Stage cultivators a strange feeling. The man did not seem to be fleeing for his life at all.
But if he was not fleeing for his life, could he possibly be out on an excursion?
They had heard that Xuanji's secular identity was that of an imperial Crown Prince. No wonder he still put on such aristocratic airs with death at hand.
"Xuanji has gone in the You Hour direction!" Someone corrected the bearing. "Form the array! Make sure he doesn't escape!"
The cultivators blasted craters all over the dense forest, which stretched as far as the eye could see.
But this time, Xuanji did not engage them. He simply kept fleeing.
A Nascent Soul cultivator voiced his confusion, but a Mahayana Stage cultivator promptly rebuked him. "Why concern yourself with his intentions? He's merely a cornered beast putting up a fight."
One Golden Core Realm cultivator, however, noticed something unusual. There seemed to be a distinct pattern to the directions in which Xuanji fled.
No. The Golden Core