Such methods were simply impossible to guard against. Now, the plan to repair the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar had to be put on the agenda as well.
At that thought, Ye Lin's scalp went numb. This was simply far too agonizing—he alone did not even know how much flesh and blood essence from immortal-realm creatures he would need to devour before he could break through.
And now, there was another Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar. As a supreme treasure that had once followed a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal expert, the amount of flesh and blood essence required to repair it was simply an astronomical figure.
The more Ye Lin thought about it, the more his head swelled.
"Hmph, you think you can leave safely after being hunted by my Blood Baleful Sect? You truly don't take my Blood Baleful Sect seriously enough."
At that moment, a cold snort came from behind Ye Lin. Turning around, he saw countless blood-red Flying Boats charging toward him at breakneck speed.
Yet it was the three old men standing at the very front of the Flying Boats who truly made Ye Lin take notice.
He could not see through their cultivation, but the weighty aura around them alone showed that these three were anything but ordinary. Especially the one standing in the center—one look was enough to tell that he was no simple figure.
"Time to run."
Ye Lin patted his backside and immediately fled into the distance. For the next three months, he would very likely be pursued.
Unless the Blood Baleful Sect gave up on hunting him down. Unfortunately, that did not seem realistic.
"That fellow must know we are hunting him. He has gotten even faster. You two follow behind; over the years, these forces have grown increasingly less fearful of my Blood Baleful