His heart was full of self-reproach.
He should not have found it troublesome and failed to send Lan Qiyue back in time, much less brought her along at his side. He should never have left her here alone.
The main thing was that Lu Ye truly had not expected a Blood Race member to arrive in that brief span of time.
Lan Qiyue had suffered deeply from the Blood Race's poison. In that situation, with nowhere to flee, she could only throw herself into the Blood River to search for Lu Ye.
She probably had no idea how dangerous the Blood River was. After all, she had seen too little of the world. Seeing Lu Ye jump into the Blood River, she had followed him in.
If she had known how fearsome the Blood River was, she should have waited for Lu Ye to come up and save her. That way, no matter what, keeping her life would not have been a problem.
Lan Qiyue was gone. Lu Ye blamed himself. There was one more thing that left his mood knotted and stifled.
Zhang Julai was gone too...
Because he had left the Soul Taming Divine Pattern in Zhang Julai's mind, Lu Ye could sense Zhang Julai's presence. But just now, when he had gone deep into the Blood River searching for any trace of Lan Qiyue, the connection between himself and the Soul Taming Divine Pattern had suddenly vanished without a trace.
This undoubtedly proved one thing: Zhang Julai had failed to endure the Blood River's washing and tempering of his bloodline, and had already fallen somewhere in the Blood River.
This had been within Lu Ye's expectations. For a Blood Race member to enter the depths of the Blood River was to have nine deaths and one life,