Within the Blood Sea, a great sun shone in the east, bright as midday, while gloomy ghost gates stood in the west, dark as the dead of night. Fearing sunlight and pursuing yin, the blood surged from east to west, looking as though light were driving the filthy darkness into the Netherworld.
The Blood God Child's expression changed again and again. He could only glare resentfully at Qi Shuming and give up on him. Yet just as he turned to stop the Daoist, he actually hesitated-a rare occurrence-or rather, he did not know what to do!
Destroy the sun? But the real threat lay with the ghost gates. Destroy the ghost gates? But that Ghost Gate Formation consisted of one upper-grade Immortal Artifact and three middle-grade Immortal Artifacts. Neither the yin-aspected Blood Sea nor yin-aspected Dharma Treasures could escape its suction. Would he fare any better if he approached? Besides, a Daoist wielding the Celestial Master Sword stood guard before the gates-
Faced with the Daoist's deployment, one that crushed ten clever tricks through sheer strength, the Blood God Child actually found himself at a loss!
As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.
In that lightning-swift instant, this thought sprang into the Blood God Child's mind, much against his will.
But on second thought, he had exhausted every scheme for this day. Only by sacrificing the entire Northern Faction and his own place of Union with the Dao had he refined this Blood Sea. Then he had tricked Daoist Cheng into severing the umbilical cord of earth qi and conspired with Maha to draw Li Jingxu away, finally securing this chance to descend directly upon the Emei Mountain Gate. If he left now, could he ever engineer such an opportunity again?
Moreover, this