Purple light rose from his pursuer, as though it had unleashed some secret art that could forcibly pinpoint his location.
Even in his "Wandering Spirit" state, Xu Xuan kept changing direction.
Again and again, he slipped beyond the Demon Dragon's perception.
His magical power and vital energy were draining rapidly.
"Wandering Spirit, Shadowless" also placed an immense burden on his mind.
Xu Xuan felt as though his soul were being roasted over a fire, the pain unbearable.
He had no idea how long he had fled.
His consciousness began to blur, and his flight light grew unsteady.
Just as he was about to exhaust his strength and could no longer maintain his "Wandering Spirit" state-
Suddenly.
The previously calm sea ahead began to boil without warning.
It was no ordinary boiling.
Instead, the entire stretch of seawater turned thick and scarlet in an instant, giving off the stench of blood.
Like a sea of blood!
"Heh."
"A little mudfish raised by Chu Liuyun dares chase and snap at a True Disciple of our Blood Baleful Sect?"
"Take a good look at where you are! Get lost, or I'll be eating dragon meat today!"
A somewhat domineering, arrogant voice that Xu Xuan knew very well rang out over the sea.
From within the boundless blood sea-
An enormous bloody palm condensed from blood baleful energy reached out.
It blotted out the sky and sun, carrying a terrifying will to corrode and devour all things.
The palm struck straight at the Demon Dragon pursuing him relentlessly!
Sensing the terrifying power within the bloody palm, far beyond the Foundation Establishment level, the Demon Dragon let out a frightened shriek.
It dared not take the blow head-on. Blue light blazed around it as it instantly formed layer upon layer of profound ice shields.
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