(Published together with the next chapter)
At this point, Lu Xiaotian obviously could not casually abandon his physical body. With their different innate conditions, Lu Xiaotian could no longer continue deducing the Primordial Sword Demon's current cultivation path on his own. He could only draw some experience from the Primordial Sword Demon.
After a great battle with the Primordial Sword Demon, both the Green Fruit Barrier and the space outside, which spanned only tens of thousands of li, returned to relative calm.
Another thousand-plus years passed in the blink of an eye. The Scorpion Demon, Nine-Ren Mountain, and the others, who had remained outside all this time, had already examined every inch of this desperate land, yet still found nothing.
Even when several Daluo Golden Immortals sneaked underground and into the rivers, they discovered not the slightest abnormality.
Over the course of more than a thousand years, every Daluo Golden Immortal had examined this region dozens of times, if not more.
"Pill Saint Lu, we can't keep searching like this. There's completely no way out." Ksitigarbha Twelve-Winged Scorpion Demon planted his hands on his hips, looking utterly helpless.
If they could find even the slightest clue, he could grit his teeth and continue searching, patiently pulling apart the cocoon thread by thread.
But the Scorpion Demon himself had searched dozens of times, and the other Daluo Golden Immortals had worked no less hard than he had. Since they had all found nothing, there was no longer any point in continuing to examine everything so minutely. It would only be futile labor.
A surge of blood-qi stirred within Lu Xiaotian. The azure dragon shadow coiled behind him gained a few traces of hidden crimson.
At this moment, the five blood-type law profundities—Blood Rend, Swelling, Cold Condensation, Frenzy, and Soul Accumulation—had all