Zhao Sheng felt that personally questioning was too slow, so he directly deployed the Soul Searching technique, scrutinizing everyone's life memories.
After all, every member of the Ghost God Sect was guilty of heinous crimes, all deserving death!
"Hmph, there's nothing! Not even the Nascent Soul knows! It seems the Nine Nether Tower truly isn't within the Ghost God Sect. To whose hands has it fallen?!"
After reviewing everyone's memories, Zhao Sheng's face turned gloomy, and he couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
The next moment, the heads of the eight people below exploded one after another, red and white brains splattered into the sky. Then, the eight headless corpses fell to the ground, quickly becoming a mess of flesh.
After pondering for a moment, Zhao Sheng suddenly realized he was "fishing by climbing a tree." Since the Ghost God Sect didn't have it, he might as well directly find the Zhao Clan Members in this realm and inquire there.
