"Brother Zhang is too kind." Lin Yi returned the gesture in a somewhat pretentious manner.
"You really dare to accept." Zhang Dao Xuan couldn't help but pat his head and then said, "The substitute you found has also undergone feather transformation with you in that uninhabited mountain range cave mansion. Do you want to go have a look?"
Lin Yi nodded and teleported into the cave mansion of that Golden Core Loose Cultivator in the Xuan Tian Realm. In the farthest part of the cave mansion, he saw a grave, which was already covered with dirt.
Cultivators can sense their own death approaching. I'm afraid that after sensing it, this fellow daoist had entered the coffin in advance and used a spell to cover it with dirt.
Using the Eye of Emptiness, he checked and found that by now, the divine soul of this daoist had ceased to exist. He probably had moved on to reincarnate.