Meanwhile.
Feng Qing, who was battling the 'Confucian-Robed Corpse Spirit,' also spotted Wei Tu and Nine-Infant Demon Mother suddenly breaking into the bottom of this 'Blood Pool.'
His expression darkened considerably.
Wei Tu and Nine-Infant Demon Mother alone were not enough to make him fear. After all, the two of them would find it difficult to break through the obstruction of this 'Giant Stone Formation'... But now that there was an additional 'Confucian-Robed Corpse Spirit,' the difficulty of breaking the deadlock had instantly increased by who knew how many times.
With this in mind, the style of his battle against the Confucian-Robed Corpse Spirit seemed to change drastically.
While using a protective spiritual treasure to fend off attacks, he suddenly began forming hand seals and striking them, one after another, into the milky-white boulders beside him.
Very soon, as the hand seals descended.
Demonic script flickered across the 'milky-white boulders,' sending out waves of spatial ripples. At the same time, an exceedingly tiny 'spatial rift' began rapidly taking shape in the void.
"An opportunity!" At that moment, Sneaky Ancestor, hidden within Wei Tu's sleeve, had a sharp gleam flash through his eyes.
Then, before Wei Tu could ask anything, Sneaky Ancestor vanished from his sleeve and, in the blink of an eye, appeared within the formation constructed from these milky-white boulders.
Soon after, golden light flashed again.
The 'golden-furred spirit rat' that Sneaky Ancestor had transformed into had, within this breath of time, drawn close to Feng Qing, who was preparing to escape through the 'spatial rift.'
Crack! Crack!
The next instant, as Sneaky Ancestor's 'rat claws' came down—the 'protective barrier' Feng Qing had raised with his defensive spiritual treasure shattered like glazed glass, crumbling into dust in an instant.
At the same time, his crafty rat claw hooked forward.