Chapter 2268: Forefather Ghostbranch (1/2)
As Ghostbranch used an ever-increasing amount of energy to direct the plants, the aura surrounding him gained in intensity, finally giving Jiang Chen a rough estimate about his position.
“Now’s my chance!” rejoiced the young lord. His consciousness firmly latched onto an area roughly ten miles in radius. The demon powerhouse he’d been hunting for so long was certainly hiding there.
Without panic or hurry, he slowly inched closer.
The Immaculate Robe concealed his figure. Even though he strolled among the demonic vegetation, it seemed entirely unable to sense him, as if he had been cut off from this world.
Although formidable, the plants were nothing but puppets controlled by the forefather and weren’t particularly perceptive.
To discover the young lord once he was clad in the robe, one needed greater cultivation than him for a start, and also mastery over powerful spatial arts.
Otherwise, it was impossible to perceive the existence of a peculiar pocket of space within a sea of nothingness, or sense the unique fluctuations within that pocket. Following his trail was a hopeless proposition.
Naturally, the demonic vegetation was far from meeting these conditions, as was Ghostbranch.
Jiang Chen progressively made his way closer to his target. The denser demonic presence in the vicinity was an even stronger hint of the forefather’s presence.
Absolutely worthy of a treasure left behind by my father. With this robe on, the enemy can’t detect me even at such close range!
There were many ways in which he could destroy the demon if he could sneak up on the latter.
No matter how strong the opponent, if one could stand under his nose undetected,
it would be mere child’s play to take him by surprise. One was simply spoilt for choice when it came to killing blows.
Ghostbranch indeed hadn’t sensed anything, but he had a strange premonition at this precise moment. An Kasyapa had been on the verge of retreating earlier, but he’d suddenly changed his tune, opting to stay behind and prolong the bitter fight.
For one as vigilant as Ghostbranch, such a strange turnaround naturally triggered the alarm.
But what exactly was wrong here? He couldn’t tell.
“Did backup arrive?” He immediately strengthened his defenses while sending his consciousness into the vicinity, attentive to any detail that might hint at danger.
Yet, despite scanning the area repeatedly with his mind, he found no threat in the surroundings.
Although extremely suspicious, he fully trusted his own judgment.
He pursed his lips and made up his mind. “This human must be an extraordinary cultivator among his race. He doesn’t seem to fear for his life, so he must possess a secret art or a method that allows for immediate escape. To kill him, I must make sure to instantly seal his surrounding space for a moment to stop him from fleeing.”
This plan could’ve easily been put into motion against an initial divine realm opponent, but this was a mid divine realm cultivator. Some extra steps were needed to lock the man into place.
Still, Ghostbranch was confident in his eventual victory.
He hadn’t gone in for the kill yet out of a desire to probe the human’s limits. He’d also held back, unwilling to use up all his trump cards in a single battle. After all, his greatest moves came at the cost of injury to himself.