He activated the remaining one that was affixed to his body.
Immediately after, Zhou Xun cast a set of Mystic Gestures at the formation. A faint glow lit up, and the formation slowly began to activate. A beam of white light flashed, striking all three of them.
Then, the three of them abruptly vanished from where they stood, leaving no trace behind.
When their feet touched solid ground again, the teleportation ended.
They were now within a strange space.
This space was not large, less than ten thousand zhang across. The entire space was blood-red, and the air was filled with drifting Bloodfiend Power.
"Looks like this is the true core of the ruins!"
"What is that?!" Little Gold's startled voice suddenly rang out. The other two followed his gaze.
At the end of the space, a gigantic statue suddenly appeared, more than ten zhang tall and entirely blood-red.
It seemed to have been carved from a single piece of blood jade!
What was this?
Zhou Xun could not help but become extremely vigilant.
"You've finally come!" At that moment, a strange voice rang out.
Immediately afterward, the Bloodfiend Pouch at Zhou Xun's waist suddenly floated up, as though it were about to fly away. Then, a streak of red light shot into the Bloodfiend Pouch.
And then—
"Hiss—"
A small hole suddenly appeared in the Bloodfiend Pouch, as though it had sprung a leak. At the same time, a blurred shadow flew out from within.
It landed not far away. It was none other than his Bloodfiend Scion!
Then, a deep and majestic voice slowly echoed through the strange space, as though it had traveled from ancient times, carrying endless age and authority.
"Finally... I have returned."
The figure then underwent a bizarre transformation. A head of blood-red hair