Afterward, although Gu Jiuqi obtained the Sixth Master's nascent soul, he unsurprisingly found a layer of restrictions over the man's sea of consciousness. The technique was so sophisticated that only the innate abilities of Gu Jiuqi's true form could unravel it.
At the sight of it, Gu Jiuqi abandoned any other ideas and directly performed a Soul Search. He would break the restrictions if he could; if he could not, keeping the man's nascent soul would be useless anyway.
Still, killing him outright would be something of a waste. Better to try and see whether he could extract any information.
But the instant his divine sense touched the forbidden region of the man's nascent soul, there was a bang! The Sixth Master vanished completely, taking his boundless resentment and curses with him!
The pitiful man could have fled far away long ago, given his knowledge of turbulent space, had his obsession not run so deep. In the end, one mistaken thought had cost him his precious life.
The other cultivator who perished was the man surnamed Ye from the Twelve Stockades. Although Gu Jiuqi also sent back news of his death, he had not killed him.
While searching for the Great Master, Gu Jiuqi later spotted the cultivator surnamed Ye traveling through turbulent space, as well as eight people farther away.
One of those eight held a Sandstar King Stone high overhead. An illusory brown wing emanated from its surface, enveloping all eight of them.
Although the brown wing protected them from the astral winds, they had previously strayed from their intended route, perhaps because they were completely unfamiliar with turbulent space, or for some other reason.
By then, the devil cultivator holding the Sandstar King Stone had found the right direction again. However, most of the stone's power had