That enormous world composed of various heavens seemed bound by invisible threads, being dragged toward him and then forcibly stuffed into the gold and white sea of flames.
The Blood Demon cannot be extinguished; even the gold and white sea of flames cannot burn it away. The power of this blood seems to possess the strongest defense and the strongest vitality in the entire world...
Mountains and rivers burned, heavens and earth burned, yet each Blood Demon was dragged by Ning Daozhen's sleeve, deeper into the shattered void, further into another world.
The elder stroked his beard, looked at the healing void, his eyes reflecting contemplation, then stepped onto the deck of the Void Ship.
Song Yan took a Qi Box from his bosom, handed it over, and said, "Senior, this is the Secret Realm recently rescued; I haven't examined it yet, but its Yin Qi is quite strong. I suspect that even if there are cultivators inside, they are likely Ghost Cultivators."
