Su Jiu had never known that a person's body could hold so much blood.
His once-white robes now had not a single untouched patch left.
Not just Su Jiu, but everyone else present stared with eyes widened in horror.
Chu Luohen struggled to look at the white-robed woman approaching him, an unconcealable gentleness in his eyes.
His words fell without a sound.
Yet Su Jiu could read his lips. He was telling her not to be afraid.
Su Jiu took a deep breath and helped Chu Luohen up with apparent composure, but everyone saw how violently her hands were shaking.
"The bracelet has been removed. The formation here is about to collapse. Go!"
Gu Ningyun felt a measure of admiration for Su Jiu. If she had seen someone important to her reduced to this state, she could never have remained so calm while issuing orders.
Before Su Jiu had finished speaking, a miniature Teleportation Formation Disk appeared in her hand.
With a light flick of her slender hand, the Formation Disk immediately expanded, enveloping them all.
She had long anticipated that they would be unable to leave by the normal route.
The creator of this formation had set up layer upon layer of barriers to protect the bracelet, clearly to prevent thieves from stealing it. This final barrier was probably meant to bury them alive.
Before leaving, Su Jiu cast a dark look at the Demonic Sword lying "unconscious" on the ground. A black chain abruptly appeared in her palm, sealing it tightly before she put it into her Storage Ring.
The demonic qi emanating from the sword felt strangely familiar to her.
Only when the Teleportation Array activated did she suddenly remember where she had sensed similar demonic qi before.
It had been at the Nightfall Cold Pool. Both