Cultivator Du and the cultivator surnamed Wu had worked together for a long time and already had clear divisions of labor. What the cultivator surnamed Wu needed to do was provide follow-up assistance after a breakthrough had been made on this side.
Thus, overall, the pressure on the other party was somewhat less than his own, and his thinking might be more active.
After their earlier conversation, the cultivator surnamed Wu had indeed offered some of his views. This gave Cultivator Du other ideas and a little more confidence. At the same time, the cultivator surnamed Wu had also asked about his situation...
At this moment, Cultivator Du was refining his subsequent plan as he walked. Without realizing it, he had already sensed fluctuations from a formation ahead.
He merely raised his head and glanced over, then released his Divine Sense to sweep the surroundings. The first thing he sensed was that the formation around the wooden hut where the cultivator surnamed Wu was, some distance behind him, had already been activated.
Everything around him was normal, no different from usual. As he withdrew his Divine Sense, he gently raised one hand.
It was a somewhat aged palm. The instant it appeared, it rapidly formed hand seals. Within the span of a breath, the formation fluctuations ahead weakened, and the tightly shut wooden door opened.
Cultivator Du stepped inside without hesitation. As his body moved forward, the fluctuations that had just weakened swiftly recovered. That was the sign of the formation activating again...
At that instant, the soul within his body dimmed. Though there was no pain at all, his consciousness swayed, and the spiritual power throughout his body instantly scattered.
The process lasted less than half a breath. Cultivator Du immediately knew something was wrong. Having lived until now,