Calling for backup really was an age-old fantasy tradition.
Gazing at the blood-red emblem streaked with black lines in the sky, Yan Lin's heart sank slightly. He muttered a complaint to himself, but did not dare delay. Taking Medusa with him, he flew toward First-Line Heaven.
"This place isn't safe to stay in. We need to leave quickly."
Yan Lin could guess that since Mo Xuan had released that signal flare, there were clearly other Black Emperor Sect experts nearby. The Black Emperor Sect might even have mobilized its entire force to hunt him down.
Medusa had guessed the same. She asked solemnly, "Is there any way to remove the Blood Mark?"
Flying at top speed, Yan Lin shook his head. "The Blood Demon Curse is strange. It has already fused into my Dou Qi as one, so it can't be forced out. For now, I only know one way to remove it: kill Mo Ya's blood relative."
He had read the secret art of the Blood Demon Curse. It was a curse cast using bloodline as a link. To break it, one had to kill a blood relative of the caster, and the Blood Mark would disappear on its own.
But Mo Ya's father was also a Dou Zong, and was even stronger than Medusa. Killing him would be difficult.
Medusa understood that as well. Her beautiful face took on a solemn look as she resolved that, once they escaped, she had to speed up her cultivation and raise her realm. Only then would she not remain so passive.
Suddenly, Yan Lin and Medusa both looked to their left and right at the same time. They could already sense many powerful auras gathering toward this place from within the boundless forest.
One of them was especially formidable and seemed