He swept the area with a cold gaze, his eyes growing sharper by the moment.
He hadn't expected that someone had already entered the Taibai Sword Palace ahead of time!
Especially after seeing the mess inside the Alchemy Pavilion and the large hole that was all that remained of a once large tree outside, he couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.
"May I ask which fellow Daoist is here? Please, show yourself," he said.
Even as the young man with sword-like eyebrows spoke, his hands didn't slow their movements, retrieving a bagua wooden plaque.
As soon as the young man channeled True Yuan into the plaque, myriad spirit lights of different colors erupted from it, beginning to rotate slowly.
However, the rotation speed was surprisingly fast, and in the next moment, spirit light flared up and then dissipated.
The expression on the young man's face turned increasingly sour.
Not a single trace had been left behind.
