The thirteen flew ever deeper.
The surface of the Blood Sea churned beneath their feet. Dark red waves of blood battered the void, and the blood droplets they sent splashing into the air condensed into dark red crystals before raining down like hail.
From deep beneath the sea, low rumbles occasionally sounded, as though something enormous were rolling about.
Pan Xuan kept his divine sense extended to its fullest range, sensing everything around him.
His Law Deity flickered in and out of sight behind him, its purple-gold dragon eyes scanning the depths of the Blood Sea, missing not the slightest unusual fluctuation.
Suddenly, he halted his Escape Light.
"What is it?" Di Jiang asked.
Pan Xuan did not answer immediately, instead staring at a patch of void ahead and to the left.
After a moment, he shook his head slightly. "Nothing. Let's keep going."
Pan Xuan had indeed sensed something-an exceedingly well-concealed presence hidden in the blood mist, almost completely merged with its surroundings.
But Pan Xuan merely took it for his imagination.
Yet it was an exceedingly well-concealed presence: one of Minghe's Blood God Sons.
Blood God Sons were manifestations of a divine ability unique to Minghe, condensed from the foul blood of the Blood Sea and his own blood essence, specifically for surveillance and reconnaissance.
Minghe had stationed countless Blood God Sons throughout the Blood Sea. Concealed within the blood mist, they were difficult for even a Primordial Origin Golden Immortal to detect without careful probing.
This Blood God Son had already discovered the Witch Clan's trail.
When Pan Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches flew past nearby, it trembled slightly, then transmitted everything it had sensed back to its master.
However, Pan Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches knew nothing of this.
They continued flying toward the