Human-Demon Enclave

Just as the countless blood arrows were about to be completely incinerated by the emerald light, one of them suddenly mutated. Within it, the phantom of a thumb-sized Golden Turtle faintly roared and swam. Empowered by the Golden Turtle phantom, that blood arrow abruptly became ten times faster. With a whoosh, it vanished without a trace.

"Primordial Spirit Blood Escape!"

Ye Chen slowly uttered the term.

Primordial Spirit Blood Escape was an extremely powerful escape art, but it consumed an enormous amount of Soul Force—and the loss was permanent. The soul was a person's foundation. Only with a strong soul could one bring their strength to its fullest; with a weak soul, every other aspect would undoubtedly be restricted. Thus, unless one stood at the brink of life and death, few would use Primordial Spirit Blood Escape.

Of course, Primordial Spirit Blood Escape was not something commonplace. Very few knew of it, and even fewer had learned it.

Ye Chen had heard of this escape art from the Primal Emperor.

"His combat power has reached the peak of five stars. Sure enough, Blackwater Ancestor and the others were no match for him." Among the Emperor-level Kings Ye Chen had fought, Crimsonwater Old Freak and Blackwater Ancestor had been the easiest to kill, because neither of their Undying Bodies had reached the realm of Rebirth from a Drop of Blood. Yellow Robe Old Oddity had been far harder to kill, while Golden Turtle Ancestor was ten times harder to kill than Yellow Robe Old Oddity.

"It's time to go back and restore my True Essence."

At this point, the True Essence in Ye Chen's body was only about one-thirtieth of its peak amount. One-tenth was generally considered the warning line, and he was clearly below it now.

"Damn it, damn