How long had it been? All five of them had died without a single survivor, including two Star Constellation Realm Middle Stage cultivators!
In Duan Xiuchen's perception, a Spirit Orb that had been placed in his own camp was still moving—and its speed was actually increasing!
"Brother Ye, I need to go back!" Duan Xiuchen said in a deep voice.
He had no choice but to return. Only by going back personally could he stop Lu Ye and recover his own side's Spirit Orb.
"I'll leave this side to you."
Ye Chaoqun nodded. "No problem!" After hesitating briefly, he raised a hand and sent a Spirit Talisman toward Duan Xiuchen. "Take this with you!"
Duan Xiuchen caught it and examined it briefly, his expression changing in surprise. "Your Western Division is truly willing to spend. You even brought this thing out? It isn't easy to refine."
Ye Chaoqun laughed loudly. "It was originally meant to deal with your Southern Division."
Naturally, Duan Xiuchen understood. The Western Division had preparations for dealing with the Southern Division—did his own side not have the same? He solemnly put away the Spirit Talisman, then turned and charged toward the Blood Sea. "Before I leave, I'll probe their depths!"
Ever since this enormous sphere of blood had appeared, they had been bombarding it wildly from outside. They knew nothing of the situation within, yet they could not rashly venture inside to investigate. Since he was about to sacrifice himself anyway, this was a fine opportunity to scout out the enemy's situation.
Even if he could not uncover much, entering the blood sphere would make it easier for him to unleash destructive methods and worsen the enemy's expenditure.
Duan Xiuchen's figure vanished into the blood sphere.
A moment later, his aura disappeared completely. At the same