Chu Xingchen's expression was grave, but before he could offer any instructions,
Xie Lingyu let go first.
Chu Xingchen glanced sideways at Xie Lingyu and saw her gently shake her head at him.
Then she took several things from her Spatial Ring, many of which Chu Xingchen did not recognize.
In mere moments, more than a dozen protective barriers surrounded Chu Xingchen and Xie Lingyu, along with a pale cyan ritual apparatus rotating behind them, radiating waves of pressure-some fine treasure whose nature he did not know.
"Back in Yuzhou City, I was being stubborn and refused to bring any extra protective Dharma Treasures." Xie Lingyu's expression was calm, and the Spirit Sword at her waist was already unsheathed. "After spending more time with you, for some reason, looking back on it felt rather childish."
"Don't worry about me. Just fight. If it doesn't work out, come back. I have plenty of ways to get you home safely."
Naturally, Xie Lingyu did not want to be nothing but a burden if she could help it.
She had never liked being a burden. If coming here would serve no purpose, she would not have followed, without Chu Xingchen needing to say a word.
Xie Lingyu looked calm-at present, she could still provide Chu Xingchen with a fallback at a crucial moment.
Hearing this, Chu Xingchen smiled lightly and nodded in understanding.
"Then I'll leave it to you... almighty Lord Lingyu."
With that,
Chu Xingchen charged toward the speck of white churning within the sea of blood, carrying Myriad Forms in the shape of a great saber as blood qi surged around him.
Blood qi rolled like an ocean, sweeping toward Luo Yue to grind it to death.
Blasting away the oncoming layers of blood with a punch, Luo Yue swiftly caught