"Who?!"
Looking at the figure that had suddenly appeared before him, as naturally as if he had merged with heaven and earth.
The Savage Wilderness vanguard's pupils contracted. The berserk Blood Qi that had quieted around him surged once more, rising even higher than before.
The Totem Blood Spirit behind him also awoke in an instant. Its ferocious crocodile head roared loudly at Bai Yi.
"A cultivator from the Desolate Realm?"
Bai Yi, who had returned from the Heaven-Bearing Daoist Grounds, raised his brows and glanced at the Savage Wilderness vanguard before him, whose Blood Qi was astonishingly stronger than that of an ordinary Nascent Soul Body Cultivator.
A blood-colored Savage Wilderness Totem was also wrapped around his body.
During the six years he had spent cultivating in seclusion at the Heaven-Bearing Daoist Grounds, the Daoist Grounds' Secret Realm had continued drifting through spatial storms because Wang Qinghua had cast a spell to banish it back then.
He had not expected to encounter a cultivator from the Desolate Realm upon returning this time.
At the thought, Bai Yi's figure flickered slightly. Under the Savage Wilderness vanguard's shocked and horrified gaze, he appeared before him in an instant.
His long, straight fingers rested lightly on the bronze spear that the Savage Wilderness vanguard had thrust into Liu Du's chest.
Clang!
A crisp sound rang out as Bai Yi's fingers crossed and tapped the Blood Qi-surging spearhead.
The Savage Wilderness vanguard felt an overwhelming, terrifying force rush from the base of his thumb and palm. His hand shook apart and loosened its grip.
At the same time, fine cracks rapidly spread across the Blood-Prison Bronze Spear in his hand, bestowed upon him by the King Tribe, starting from the spot where the young man before him had tapped it with his finger.