"Extreme Yin, perhaps neither of us needs to die!"
Ying Wu's voice rang out abruptly, carrying barely restrained delight.
Song Wen's body jolted, and he turned a sharp gaze on Ying Wu.
"What did you say?"
"I can sense that this Nether Fox contains an exceedingly terrifying power. This power surpasses even Xugeng before his ascension. If we can awaken it, driving back the enemy will be easy." Ying Wu's face was brimming with excitement.
Song Wen's gaze swept over the Nether Fox.
He had sensed nothing at all of the "terrifying power" Ying Wu had mentioned.
He had no idea how Ying Wu had perceived it.
But this was hardly the time to get to the bottom of things. Song Wen hurriedly asked,
"Ying Wu, are you confident you can awaken it?"
"I have no absolute certainty. I can only try."
"You can definitely do it!" Song Wen's tone was resolute. "As for Suwei and the other, don't worry about them. I'll hold them off and buy you enough time."
Before his words had faded, Song Wen shot into the sky and disappeared into the blood-red vault overhead.
Ying Wu did not spare Song Wen a glance. The storage ring on his finger flashed with azure light, and vast quantities of spiritual herbs, along with numerous jade bottles and jade cases of unknown contents, appeared out of thin air.
"Two seniors, please cease your attacks!"
Song Wen burst through the sea of blood.
Yet Daoist Nun Suwei did not stop because of his words.
That stalk of green bamboo continued to shine with dazzling green light.
A trace of urgency flashed through Song Wen's eyes.
The sea of blood was now less than a thousand li deep. Even if he gave it everything he had, he likely could