"I never imagined True Lord Cheng had left something in my blood sea."
Blood God Child spoke darkly.
The Daoist's appearance out of thin air in the center of the blood sea truly shook Blood God Child. It seemed that True Lord Cheng could enter his blood sea, as could Heavenly Immortals, Wandering Immortals, and even Fifth Realm cultivators. In truth, however, all these people could enter only because Blood God Child wanted to let them in. Conversely, if he refused, the churning blood sea would immediately become an impregnable fortress. Unless someone wore it away inch by inch from outside until the entire blood sea had been hollowed out, no one could force their way in.
This was actually one of Blood God Child's stratagems: make the blood sea look as though anyone could enter, then slam the door firmly in their faces when they actually tried. He had intended to use this property to keep Cheng and Li outside, only appearing to fight them after slaughtering all the Emei disciples who had entered.
He had never expected the Daoist to unravel this stratagem and contingency so easily!
When had he left something behind? What had he left? Most importantly, how could he possibly have left something in Blood God Child's own domain without him noticing?
Blood God Child knitted his brows and carefully scrutinized the glyph resembling Ghost Gate Pass.
[Nether Yin], [Nether Darkness], [Mysterious Female], [Deep Vastness], [Void], [Tenfold Net], [Ghost Pass], [Prison of Punishment]... all manner of pure, profound underworld resonances rippled from that Ghost Gate Pass, seizing the soul.
Just then, Blood God Child suddenly realized that the glyph resembling Ghost Gate Pass looked very much like an inverted character for "幽." The faint strokes within its frame resembled indistinct, shadowy ghosts hanging there, while