Xu Yi's situation was now as dire as it could get. His cultivation was hopeless; if he hid in the realm of Great Yue and drew upon the resources of an entire world, perhaps he could find a secret method to remake his Qi Sea.
More importantly, entering Great Yue would give him a chance to catch his breath. He could lie low there for a while, wait for the bloodline attraction to fade, then leave the realm when the time was right.
As soon as the spatial fragment appeared, Xu Yi sensed something was wrong. It was much smaller than before, and the starlight scattered across it had dimmed considerably.
Clearly, this spatial fragment might vanish before long.
He used a secret technique to draw the Blood Concealment Ring from his body. The ring could not enter the spatial fragment. Then he summoned his bone sword, several bottles of pills, and thirteen Earth Soul Talismans. He had collected all of them from the storage rings of powerful opponents he had fought recently. He had paid them little mind before, but now they would prove invaluable. Xu Yi found a hidden spot and stashed the Blood Concealment Ring there. Then he took out his boundary token, activated a secret technique, and spread his divine sense around him, forming a pocket of divine sense. With that, he leaped into the spatial fragment.
Just then, the Thirteenth Clan Elder of the Yun Household, who had rushed to within three hundred miles, abruptly stopped. The red dot marked on the compass in his palm had vanished without a trace.
Alarmed, he sped up again, darting like a drifting cloud toward the location he had pinpointed earlier.
Half a cup of tea later, he reached the spatial fragment where Xu Yi had disappeared. A