Death Would Be the End, but If I Survived, I'd Live Ten Thousand Years More

A trace of sorrow appeared on everyone's face after hearing Su Fan's words.

But after fighting their way through a bloody battle, even Shen Jing and the group of Northern Dome Immortal Sect disciples seemed to have matured quite a bit.

They knew that, in such a perilous situation, merely staying alive was already a luxury.

Wei Tao said nothing after hearing this. He cupped his hands toward Su Fan, then turned around and vanished after casting an escape art.

Shen Jing walked over, bowed deeply to him, and said in a grave voice, "Take care..."

After saying that, he grabbed Shen Fang, who had wanted to speak, and the two vanished from the spot in an instant.

The others also bowed deeply to him before casting their escape arts and leaving one after another.

Seeing everyone leave, Su Fan leaned on his greatsword and took a deep breath. Then a flash of blood-colored light swept over him, and he vanished from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already more than ten li away.

Within the environment of the Demon Ruins, escape arts were affected even more severely. This time, his blood escape had covered less than thirty percent of its usual distance.

Su Fan's appearance also stirred the densely packed Demonic Souls and evil demon skeletons. The surroundings were like a boiling pot as they crazily pounced toward him.

"Pure World Red Lotus..."

A scorching halo burst from Su Fan's body, instantly sweeping away the evil demon fiends within a radius of several dozen zhang.

Su Fan's gaze sharpened. He completely released his Spiritual Sense and swept through the surroundings, then chose a direction and sped away.

The distance covered by his blood escape had been greatly reduced, and using escape arts here was far too dangerous.