The Sword God made no attempt to keep Huo Hai. He had said from the beginning that Huo Hai could leave once he recovered, and the Sword God naturally had his own considerations. Being willing to take Huo Hai in and offer him guidance had already been no easy thing.
"Mm, hurry and leave, boy. Remember this: you have never met this old man, nor do you know that this old man lives here. Understand?" Huo Hai hurriedly nodded to show that he understood. The Sword God was clearly living in seclusion and did not want others disturbing him.
Being able to live in such a place also showed that the Sword God had no desire to concern himself with outside affairs. Even the Blood God Cult likely did not know that such an expert lived right on their doorstep. Of course, even if the secret leaked, the Sword God would merely change locations. But if that happened, Huo Hai's impression in the Sword God's eyes would likely become far worse.
Huo Hai naturally would not do something so foolish as to sacrifice the root for the branches. After assuring him that he would not reveal the secret, he took his leave.
Once outside the bamboo grove, Huo Hai flew upward and soon reached the edge of the barrier. With his current strength, breaking through it would be effortless. Naturally, Huo Hai would not do that. Instead, he mobilized a strand of Bloodflame around himself.
The blood-colored True Dragon had yet to recover, but Huo Hai himself could now wield Bloodflame more naturally. Glancing inward at his Inner Space, Huo Hai sighed. His Spirit Insects had still not completed their transformation, though it would happen within the next few years.
After leaving, Huo Hai did not pass through the Blood