Entering the Death Mist!

"Hmm? Blood Escape Technique!"

Watching the streak of blood in the distance close the gap with the gray mist tide in an instant, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal's expression shifted once more.

This unremarkable Body Cultivator had actually mastered such a vast array of divine abilities and techniques!

It was truly rare.

If he hadn't come here in person today to apprehend the true culprit, even if all the other sword cultivators of the Green Lotus Hall had arrived together, it was highly likely this person would have escaped.

This Body Cultivator had too many tricks up his sleeve; his hidden cards were endless, making him incredibly difficult to deal with.

In mid-air, the Flying Sword that had been attacking the Spirit-Devouring Insect suddenly began to hum, chasing after that streak of blood at a terrifying speed!

Inside the sword cage, Du Xiaoliang watched the fleeing streak of blood, his heart rising to his throat.

Success or failure hinged on this one move!

Whether Chen Changming could escape the pursuit of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal depended entirely on whether he could block this Flying Sword.

If he could just delay it slightly, there might be a chance to enter the Death Mist!

"It's too late!"

Gazing at the gray mist only a few hundred feet away, Chen Changming sighed inwardly. The Green Lotus Sword Immortal's Flying Sword was too fast; even though he was burning his essence blood to fuel the Blood Escape Technique, he was still half a beat too slow!

With no other choice, Chen Changming took out the Ancient Buddha Sarira.

At this moment, Bi Cang understood his intent.

A golden light erupted from the streak of blood, manifesting into the phantom of a massive golden Buddha.

The Buddha's image was solemn and majestic; it extended