A few hours later.
In a part of the Holy Land Torel closer to the central region.
Ancient multi-story buildings rose up here, some occupied by various demonic groups, others abandoned due to their dilapidated state.
Aksai moved cautiously through the area, his features subtly altered to resemble one of the demonic cultivators he'd dispatched earlier.
His Body Cultivation methods allowed him to mimic the man's rugged jawline, overall build, and stature. The transformation was thorough, ensuring he'd pass under casual inspection. As he strode through the twisting roots and outcroppings, he noted the familiar symbols and markers he'd seen in the demonic cultivators' memories.
A few demonic cultivators gathered nearby, their postures relaxed but vigilant. One of them glanced his way, eyes narrowing before recognizing his guise.