Bu Linhai's condition had clearly become abnormal.
Blood flowed from wounds on both his arms, a long gash ran across his back, and there was an obvious stab wound in his abdomen. Strands of blood continuously spread through the seawater, yet he made no attempt to heal himself.
Behind Bu Linhai, a dense mass of demons packed the seawater, with those piled atop one another nearly being squeezed out of the surface.
Li Ping'an looked up and faintly sensed the auras of more than ten immortals, which put him somewhat at ease.
"Junior Sister, Brother Yu, fall back! Brother Gu, fight as you retreat later!"
Li Ping'an transmitted his voice as he raised his right hand, fingers forming a sword sign.
"Alright!"
"Senior Brother, be careful."
Above the sea, several Sea Gazing Sect immortals frowned as they watched the situation below.
They could naturally see that Bu Linhai seemed to have gone mad, with something clearly wrong with his mind;
but at this moment, they were completely unable to dive into the sea to rescue or stop him.
The reason was simple: Elder Yan Sheng of the Myriad Cloud Sect had just appeared and blocked them here.
How could the Myriad Cloud Sect immortals allow others to ruin such a chance for their disciples to rack up achievements?
Elder Yan Sheng calmly said, "Since you arranged for your disciples to make things difficult for ours in this manner, why put on such a hypocritical display now? The disciples below have not asked for help, nor are their lives in danger. By the rules, we cannot intervene."
A Sea Gazing Sect immortal frowned. "Fellow Daoist, this is no small matter! There are far too many demons. Your disciples may truly be in danger!"
"Rest assured, everyone!"
Elder Yan Sheng took a