I Can Devour Spirits

Chapter 385: Chapter 308: Mountain Gate_3

Duan Rong glanced at Xiao Yu beside him and asked, "Which path did that person just point to?"

Xiao Yu blinked, thought for a moment and said, "I think it was this way."

Xiao Yu felt that the position that person just pointed to should be closer to these stone steps.

"Then let’s go." Duan Rong and his companions walked down along those stone steps.

After just two steps, a shadow suddenly flashed on a large green stone beside them, and a cold voice said, "Go that way! This way leads to the Judgment and Rectification Department."

Hearing the voice, they turned back, only to see a remnant shadow flash above the large green stone, and then it was empty. They returned to the platform and walked down another set of stone steps.

Behind the large green stone, a young man in a Daoist robe with hair tied and crowned chuckled and walked over, speaking to the person who had just called out to Duan Rong and his companions, "What? Those dumb kids were about to run to the Judgment and Rectification Department?"

The person laughed, "Even King Yama would shiver in that place. They sure dared to go."

Duan Rong and his companions walked down the stone steps, seeing lush greenery on both sides, quite serene and quiet.

At that moment, Duan Rong suddenly felt a powerful divine sense sweep over them.

Duan Rong shivered slightly, and his steps momentarily paused.

He turned his head to see Xiao Yu and the others still wearing faintly expectant smiles, walking briskly, completely unaware.

Duan Rong immediately caught up, but his thoughts were churning like a tide.

That moment earlier was definitely not his imagination; although the sensation was very subtle, the three star bodies in his Sea of Consciousness trembled simultaneously.

It must have been an exceptionally powerful divine sense that swept past.

Duan Rong thought as he walked. After all, he was now inside a sect, definitely no longer in that remote, barren Xianggu County.

He used the coverage of the divine sense from the Fetal Concealment Scripture sparingly; in this sect teeming with experts, a careless move could expose him.

This was the mountain gate of the Taiyi Sect, not Xianggu County.

Nearby, within a dense forest, an old man with a bald head and thinning hair, chest bare, lay sideways on a large green stone, holding a wine gourd high, letting the wine flow into his mouth, smacking his lips as he slowly drank.

He had already drunk quite a bit, his face flushed red. At this moment, the old man suddenly frowned, almost choking on the wine stream.

The old man set aside the wine gourd, gazing through the dense forest towards a certain place. If someone were to look down from high above, they would see the spot he was watching was exactly where Duan Rong and his companions were.

The old man’s eyes showed a look of contemplation; a moment ago, when his divine sense swept through, a young man slightly paused but quickly returned to normal.

"Was it a coincidence?"

Perhaps the young man was just thinking about something else and suddenly paused his steps.

The old man’s divine sense was too strong, and since it was released without restraint, it inadvertently stimulated Duan Rong.

If he had suppressed his divine sense strength even slightly, with Duan Rong at the third level of the Fetal Concealment in the subtle Realm, he wouldn’t have noticed at all.

As the old man frowned deeply in thought, a figure suddenly landed beside him, revealing a middle-aged man in a green robe.

This person looked at the old man, laughed, and said, "What’s up, Old Zhao! Snooping on female disciples with your divine sense again?"

"Pah!" The old man spat phlegm on the ground and said, "Don’t slander me!"

The middle-aged man glanced at a certain spot in the dense forest and said, "I think you never learn from your mistakes! Wasn’t the punishment from Yang Sixuan of the Judgment and Rectification Department light last time?"

The old man’s face was full of impatience and said, "Say what you need to say. If there’s nothing, then scram!"

"The Sect Leader is looking for you!"

"Why didn’t you say so earlier, so long-winded!" The old man wrapped his chest-exposing torn Daoist robe around himself, tightened his waistband, and with a leap, disappeared into the dense forest.

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, and his figure flickered away from the place as well.