A depth of over a thousand zhang was nothing to Nascent Soul Cultivators traveling at full speed.
The group quickly gave chase, with Wang Daoyuan following close behind.
Once they left the crater, they found that the Blood Demon had already escaped.
By then, the cultivators in front had chased dozens of li southward.
The blood-red streak of light formed by the demonic cultivator had long since vanished without a trace.
Yet the group relentlessly pursued him. One cultivator even summoned a bat Demon Beast to track the Blood Demon.
Wang Daoyuan had already prepared to reap the rewards without lifting a finger, so naturally, he followed along.
That demonic cultivator was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage and followed the body-refining path, so he possessed abundant blood essence and true essence.
Using such a secret technique, he could still fly several thousand li.
The group followed behind the bat Demon Beast, heading south.
Before long, they reached the edge of the island.
The bat stopped flying onward and instead circled above a small patch of sea.
The Blood Demon was no fool. He knew that continuing to flee would offer him no advantage, so he had plunged into the sea, hoping to use the seawater to evade pursuit.
That demonic cultivator had burned his blood essence and true essence to employ an escape technique over several thousand li. He was now barely clinging to life.
Even after entering the sea, he could not possibly have fled very far.
Naturally, no one was willing to give up just like that, and they all remained by the shore.
None of them wished to casually reveal their trump cards. They wanted to wait for the others to leave, then swallow the gains alone.
They remained deadlocked for a while, but not a