The object's aura was concealed to the utmost.
The blood sphere's aura also interfered.
Had the Ancient Mirror not stirred, even his spiritual sense would almost have overlooked it.
The stone bead rested silently on the base beneath the altar.
And that mass of Demon Race true blood, with its arrogant will, seemed merely a by-product born over its long years.
"This stone bead-"
Xu Xuan's pupils narrowed slightly.
He could sense an indescribably terrifying aura within the stone bead.
This aura was purer than the Demon Race true blood.
It bore a faint resemblance to the Ancient Mirror's aura.
It must have come from an era even more ancient than antiquity.
Just as he tried to probe further into the stone bead's secrets.
"Roar!"
"Intruder, die!"
Several furious roars came from the cave entrance.
Accompanied by powerful fluctuations of demonic power and a bloody stench, they came hurtling toward him.
They were the other Lu Household experts stationed at Shiling Fort.
Clearly, the disturbance at the altar had alerted them, and they had come to lend support.
Leading them was the current head of the Lu Household.
He was a burly man with blood-red eyes and faint patterns of bloody scales already emerging on his face.
At this very moment, his cultivation had actually been forcibly raised to the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
But his aura was hollow and unstable, filled with savagery.
Seven or eight Clan Elders followed him, all with obvious signs of demonization, looking like raving madmen.
There was nothing to say.
They all activated their respective demon-blood artifacts and unleashed strange spells unlike those of cultivators.
Their target was Xu Xuan.
The blood sphere kept shrieking as well, growing extraordinarily excited.
As though it would soon taste delicious food.
In an instant, bloody claws swept