"Bloodline Purity?" Nie Yun and Zhao Ran exchanged glances, their eyes full of confusion.
"Senior Brother Zhao Ran, try the method from earlier and see how far the ship can come!" Luo Hao said with a smile, offering no further explanation.
"Alright!" Zhao Ran nodded. With a pinch of his fingers, he formed a set of hand seals just like Luo Hao had earlier. A ball of red flame appeared at his fingertips and flew straight toward the Blood Transformation Pool before them.
Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!
The Blood Transformation Pool boiled once more. The ancient ship, which had just turned around and was about to vanish, wheeled about and sailed back like a shark that had caught the scent of blood. It grew larger and larger, soon exceeding three meters in length, yet it continued advancing.
"Just as expected!"
Nie Yun narrowed his eyes.
Just as Luo Hao had guessed, the ancient ship sailed according to Bloodline Purity. The purer the bloodline, the closer it could sail back, and the larger it became. The more it could break free of the Immortal in Painting's restraints; conversely, the less likely it was to escape.
"Strange..."
Having realized this, Nie Yun found it stranger the more he thought about it.
According to what he had read in the books, Elder Hao Yuan had been on extremely bad terms with the Fire God Sect, to the point of openly breaking with them! Leaving that aside, the fact that his ruins had not been placed in the sect's ancestral hall but hidden here was enough to show that their relationship was poor.
He had created the Immortal in Painting to conceal the ruins, even at the cost of being unable to transcend after death and suffering Soul Scatter... all to keep the Fire