The altar hung suspended in the air, like a mountain peak inverted beneath the heavens. A dim black radiance bloomed, and the entire Blood Demon Sect fell deathly silent.
A shadow borrowed the force of the earth and shot more than a dozen miles away in an instant.
Lin Fan's heart pounded wildly. His entire body was like a boiling furnace as he urged his escape art without regard for the cost and charged toward the Demon Vein Desolate Land.
At this moment, even a few breaths seemed unbearably long. Fortunately, he still managed to rush into the dense Blood Mist.
Yet in the next second, a terrifying scene descended. The Blood Mist behind him suddenly collapsed and disintegrated, and the enormous altar appeared out of thin air, like a man-eating beast tracking him down.
What did I ever do to you?!
Lin Fan cursed inwardly, but his speed grew even faster.
Soon, a Bronze Gate appeared before him.
Lin Fan took a deep breath and swiftly drew out the golden command token. As a strand of True Essence entered it, it suddenly resonated with the gate before him.
Strands of strange power burst forth, and the tightly shut gate slowly opened.
Lin Fan flashed forward, transforming into an afterimage as he charged into the secret realm.
Relying on his previous experience, Lin Fan soon reached the location of the blood pool.
Yet the blood pool that had once been there had already dried up, and there was no sign of Han Yan.
"Could something have happened here?"
Lin Fan wondered inwardly.
At that moment, black smoke suddenly billowed.
The mist in the distance parted, revealing a strange figure.
It stood more than a dozen zhang tall. Its entire body was blue-black, and its head was covered in fleshy growths