Inside his Storage Ring lay a third-tier Jade Talisman, the Great Sun Golden Blade Talisman, which he had long since finished refining.
If he activated this talisman treasure, he had a seventy percent chance of destroying the Blood Corpse. But this talisman was his life-saving trump card, and he would not use it lightly unless his very survival hung in the balance.
A strike comparable to one from a Golden Core cultivator could easily injure him as well if he was careless. After all, Golden Core cultivators possessed vast divine abilities, and the range of their magic power attacks far surpassed that of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators.
With a thought, the Jade Talisman, shimmering with a jade glow, silently appeared in his hand. He clenched it tightly in his palm.
"Roar! Roar!"
The pursuing Blood Corpse soon pinpointed the source of the scent, its scarlet eyes locking firmly onto Xu Yan in the air.
Saliva tinged with cultivators' blood dripped steadily from the Blood Corpse's mouth. The flesh of the cultivator before it held an irresistible attraction.
With a roar, the Blood Corpse turned into a streak of bloody light and chased the blue-robed figure through the air.
The cultivator's sudden appearance naturally drew the attention of the three old devils overhead.
A gleam of delight quietly surfaced in Blood Corpse Daoist's aged eyes. His disciples had already reported that the cultivator who stole the Spirit Treasures was a body cultivator—a supremely nourishing meal for the Millennium Frost Corpse.
Moreover, once the Millennium Frost Corpse swallowed this cultivator along with the flesh and blood of countless mortals, it would surely form a Corpse Core. Then the cultivator's Storage Ring would naturally belong to him. Surely the other two devils would not offend him over a mere Storage Ring once his