At this moment, Li Qing had raised the Flesh Tree's power to the Divine Soul level.
His target swiftly narrowed to the Divine Soul-level Anomalies and cultivators within the Demon-Suppressing Grotto-Heaven.
Most of those imprisoned here were below the Divine Soul level; Primordial Spirit-level existences were almost nonexistent.
After all, beings of that level were not so easily captured.
If they truly wished to leave, then in the world of the past era, there were only a handful of people capable of stopping them.
Blood Demon Son was someone the Demonic Path had planted within the Demon Suppression Palace as part of its century-long plan.
Now, with the Demonic Path's decline, he was almost completely trapped here.
He hid along the border of the Longevity Grotto-Heaven, having almost entirely sealed away all his power.
All his vital essence was used to sustain the bare minimum of his life, reducing every unnecessary expenditure as much as possible.
Of course, from time to time, he would also make a move, killing some Anomalies and absorbing their vital essence to preserve his strength and cultivation.
But if this continued, death was only a matter of time.
Unfortunately, he had no solution either and could only quietly wait for an opportunity.
At this moment, he failed to notice that a figure was silently approaching him.
Only when the other party came within three zhang of him did a sharp warning suddenly rise in his heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, he struck!
Opening his mouth, he sprayed out a surging sea of blood that spread toward the direction from which the warning came.
Crash, crash.
This sea of blood had been transformed from magical power and contained the force to corrode all things.
A figure emerged amid the sea of blood, faint golden radiance suffusing