Chapter 926: Chapter 926

Sitting within the meteor, Dragon Tiger Daoist slowly opened his eyes, his face expressionless, his gaze calm.

In the Langya Institute, everyone believed he roamed the void for years, seeking the opportunity to advance to the Tenth Tier, searching for fortunes from beyond the heavens.

After all, the Dharma Method he cultivated was indeed suitable for such pursuits.

Even his junior brother didn't know that he didn't care at all about advancing to the Tenth Tier; he just wanted to find someone.

Years ago, when his master was nearing the end of his life, he ventured into the void to seek fortune, saying that if he encountered a void storm, he might capture an opportunity to advance further, to the Tenth Tier.

His master told him there was a chance for the Tenth Tier in the void, then disappeared.

For many years, theoretically, his life span should have ended, yet his soul lamp remained unextinguished, indicating he must have successfully advanced.

Unfortunately, his master left not only a soul lamp but also a trace of consciousness.

That trace of consciousness diminished with time, indicating that his master was already dead.

Moreover, over tens of thousands of years, many top-tier experts vanished without a trace.

Gradually, he sensed that something was amiss.

Back then, in the void, when he sensed the king of hungry ghosts of the Tenth Tier, he thought he had found his target, only to be ignored with complete indifference.

Now, he still roams the void for years, continuing to search for the true target, not for the chance of the Tenth Tier.

Because he doesn't need it; the path to the Tenth Tier is about to open.

His goal is very simple; he doesn't want his master to die in obscurity, only to confirm who the strong one in the void is and where they are.

Then, after the path to the Tenth Tier opens, he advances, gathers strength, and goes to kill that strong one.

He was lonely since childhood, raised and taught by his master, who even to avoid all kinds of troubles, became a daoist.

Not greedy for power, treasures, or even strength, just for clarity of mind, for his own peace.

To find out how his master died, retrieve his master's possible remains, and bring them home is his obsession.

Dying in the void is just too miserable in the eyes of the older generation.

That strong one thought that preventing him from consolidating a Dao Mark would keep him hidden.

He was wrong; he had spied on him three times, and without consolidating a specific Dao Mark, those three glances were enough for him to consolidate the surrounding Dao Mark.

As long as he could determine the approximate range, that would be enough.

Dragon Tiger Daoist calmly and quietly embarked on his return journey.

It was time to return, wait for the path to the Tenth Tier to open, and then go there, to find out how his master died.

If possible, bring back his master's body or relics.

Then, attempt to kill that at least Tenth Tier strong one.

Dragon Tiger Daoist stepped into the void, as if walking on solid ground, his figure both real and illusory, the void seemed like his domain, as he arrived at a place, lightly waved his hand, and stepped back into the present world.

Just as he returned, he received a message from Jianzhen.

His master's soul lamp had been extinguished.

Dragon Tiger Daoist transformed into a tunneling light, flew to the Langya Institute, and landed directly in Jianzhen's courtyard.

"Senior Brother, you finally returned."

"Where is the master's soul lamp?"

The two of them went to a small shrine in the backyard, where Dragon Tiger Daoist looked at the already extinguished soul lamp, stretched out his hand, and gently caressed it.

"When did it happen?"

After listening to Jianzhen, Dragon Tiger Daoist understood that it was when he sensed a battle deep in the void.

It confirmed his judgment.

"On the same day, soul lamps of other families also went out, Senior Brother, this..."

"Master had long since fallen." Dragon Tiger Daoist interrupted Jianzhen.

Jianzhen opened his mouth, sighed, and did not continue.

They both knew that soul lamps were not reliable.

They were more like a reference.

The soul lamp remaining lit, yet consciousness extinguished, the most direct possibility was that their master was possessed by someone.

And very thoroughly, with everything but self-awareness taken away.

"You don't need to worry about this matter, focus on your cultivation, and when the path to the Tenth Tier opens, try to improve your strength as much as possible."

Dragon Tiger Daoist left a message and then prepared to leave again.

"Senior Brother!" Jianzhen called out behind him.

"I've gained a lot in the void over the years, but I cannot tell you openly. If I, like Master, vanish in the void someday, do not seek me."

Dragon Tiger Daoist thought about everything he sensed in the void over the years, hesitated, and added.

"Also, do not provoke Jinlan Mountain, maintain a friendly relationship if possible."

"Senior Brother, what have you discovered?"

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Dragon Tiger Daoist took a step and vanished.

He quietly left the Langya Institute, heading straight for Dali, following an Abyssal Rift all the way into the Mountain Abyss.

He arrived at a cave, approached the edge of a pit, looked at the darkness below, and respectfully saluted.

"Junior Dragon Tiger, pays respects to the elder."

Within the cave, there was no response; the giant below listened to the Jade Tablet, not even lifting an eyelid.

The Evil Lord, turned into a treasure-like gem, rolled over, slightly closer to the Jade Tablet, seemingly disrupted by the noise.

At the edge of the cave, Dragon Tiger Daoist, with a respectful face, continued.

"Junior traveled the void, and by chance witnessed the power of the elder. Before returning this time, accidentally sensed the traces of the Great Devil.

At that time, the Great Devil hid, seemingly being locked onto by someone, and in one strike, its lair was shattered, and it fled, accidentally leaving traces.

Meanwhile, deep in the void, in places invisible and untraceable, an earth-shattering battle aura spread out.

The junior dared not act rashly but came merely to deliver the Dao Mark of the Great Devil's location."

Dragon Tiger Daoist touched his forehead with one finger, conjuring a rune and tossing it into the dark pit, standing respectfully at the edge waiting.

The giant below finally lifted an eyelid.

He took the rune into his hand.

With a slight sensing, the giant couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He knew, of course, about Yu Ziqing's trick on the Wig White Water Egg, and for some reason, the backlash was unexpectedly strong.

At the time, he forcibly borrowed the path of the Seven Yin King.

The Seven Yin King feigned death and ignored it, fearing the Divine King would see him as an accomplice, couldn't hold it in, severed the link, yet still exposed his position, receiving a heavy blow from an agitated Yu Ziqing.

It seemed that slap was quite solid, even allowing Dragon Tiger Daoist to surreptitiously condense a Dao Mark in the void.