The Next Target
An unknown Cultivation Star, a secret underground cavern.
The stone walls were uneven, covered in mysterious runes that emitted faint fluctuations of restrictive spells.
A mass of Blood Mist filled the center of the cavern, obscuring whatever lay within.
After a while, the Blood Mist suddenly condensed, taking the form of the Blood Ancestor. His face was pale, and his gaze darted about in alarm.
He suddenly had the eerie feeling that some vicious beast had its eyes on him. The last time he'd felt this way was when True Lord Tian Xu had been hunting him.
After a brief hesitation, the Blood Ancestor took out a Transmission Mirror and tried to contact Mo Yunzi. Strangely, the mirror showed no response.
The Blood Ancestor's heart lurched, and his brows knitted together.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the Transmission Mirror still showed no response. That meant Mo Yunzi had likely met with trouble.
The Blood Ancestor didn't dare let his guard down. He hurried to his feet, but just then, the underground cavern shook violently before exploding, sending rubble tumbling down.
The Blood Ancestor was horrified. Layers of Blood Mist surged from his body, enveloping him.
A piercing sword chime rang out. Countless flying swords of every shape rained down from above, crashing into the Blood Mist like a surging river.
A thunderous boom rang out. The dense flying swords slashed the Blood Mist to pieces, and the entire underground cavern was reduced to ruins.
High above, Shi Yue, Feng Huowu, Ao Xiaotian, and the others stood in the air, while Yang Zhenzhen and Ximen Laijun operated the formation outside.
A muffled thump came from a patch of empty space, and a mass of Blood Mist appeared. It condensed into the Blood Ancestor's form, his gaze