Nothing else—cultivators capable of sensing the existence of this 'Nethersea of the Dead Nascent Soul' were either 'Demon Sons' like Feng Qing, or 'old monsters' such as Seven-Treasure Demon Ancestor and Holy Monk Kubei...
But whichever it was, it meant this 'third person' was no easy opponent.
Just as Wei Tu was plagued by uncertainty over this.
The next moment, blood waves churned within the blood pool, and a gray figure suddenly lunged out, landing atop the 'withered dead infant' that was raising its hands to form seals.
In but an instant, the 'withered dead infant' seemed to merge into the gray figure under its 'devouring', disappearing without a trace.
Yet afterward, the gray figure did not linger above the blood pool. It transformed into a streak of black light and dove toward the bottom of the pool.
Within only a few breaths, it vanished completely.
As though it had never appeared at all.
"The third person Sneaky Ancestor spoke of...?" Though Wei Tu, standing at the bank of the blood pool, was greatly startled by this sight, he also secretly let out a sigh of relief.
Though this occurrence had been 'strange' and had happened in almost an instant, the aura of that 'gray figure' and its furtive behavior... made it clear enough that it was not as threatening as he had imagined.
At the very least, it was still far from possessing the power to crush a Mahayana cultivator.
Otherwise, it would not have waited until Sneaky Ancestor had broken the 'withered dead infant's' illusion before suddenly attacking it.
Moreover, given its escape speed, it would not have been difficult for him to stop the gray figure just now... He simply had not acted at once because it seemed intent on heading toward the bottom of the 'True