With this in mind, even if the Infernal Ghost Monarch sought him out through the Spiritual Root in the future, or if there were any traps hidden within the finished Spiritual Root, they would not be able to directly manipulate him.
...
A few days later.
Above an unobtrusive island often shrouded in mist, a beam of Spiritual Light slowly drifted by.
On the sandy beach of the island, a group of Cultivators with different faces but sincerely devout expressions, along with a Demon Beast whose aura was strong and fluctuated somewhere between the middle and later stages of the Golden Core, had long been kneeling.
They had long since removed their once ferocious demonic masks; most of them dressed modestly, looking like ascetics, only leading...
They collectively prostrated on the ground, worshiping the faintly glowing figure slowly flying in from the sky, calling out with devotion.
"Welcome, Divine Spirit Immortal Envoy!"
