The blood of the sea of blood surged, swallowing the stone lotus once more in an instant.
Under the reinforcement of the evil formation, towering resentment and rolling evil energy continued to batter the stone lotus without pause, repeating their earlier efforts, determined to ferry the person within the lotus into boundless damnation.
Yet from above, the surface of the sea of blood was indeed calm and still, like an ancient well without a ripple.
Everything appeared exactly as it had before.
It looked no different from when Su Shi'er and Yin Qingxue had first arrived, as though everything that had just happened had been nothing but a dream and had never occurred at all.
"Fellow Daoist Su, what do you intend to do next?"
Two flickers of doubt flashed through Yin Qingxue's eyes. After another look at the blood sea's restored calm, he turned to question Su Shi'er.
"Southern Bright Leaving Fire concerns the refinement of a Seventh-grade Magic Treasure. While the Sacred Spirit Cult has no time to spare, this is the perfect chance to take away the so-called Hope Fire first."
"This journey has brought gains to both of us, so our objectives have been fulfilled. It has been a pleasure working together. Let us part ways here—Su will take his leave first!"
Su Shi'er looked up toward the passageway above the cavern, the tunnel they had broken through on their way down.
As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Yin Qingxue to say another word, the Nascent Soul spat out a mouthful of nascent essence.
Wrapped in it, his current body shot into the sky, turning into a streak of light that sped away along the path by which they had come.
The Sacred Spirit Cult members had no spare attention to divide elsewhere.