"Who hasn't arrived yet?" Xuan Yuanjun asked.
"The others will definitely come. Right now, only the Slaughter Evil Lord and the Blood God haven't sent word," Zhu Qingquan said.
"Oh? It doesn't matter whether the Slaughter Evil Lord comes or not. Is the Blood God still in seclusion?" Xuan Yuanjun raised an eyebrow.
Zuo Qiu Yi already knew about this, so it was fine if he did not come.
"Last time, those two were also the only ones who didn't attend. They merely sent people," Zhu Qingquan said. "The Blood God seems to have been in seclusion all this time. His injuries back then must have been quite severe. You should know more about these things."
"I really don't know exactly how badly the Blood God was injured." Xuan Yuanjun shook his head. "Back then, I mainly targeted that fellow the Demon God. Others dealt with the Blood God, but they suffered heavy casualties."
"That explains it. The Blood God is powerful, but with your side suffering such heavy casualties, he couldn't have fared much better. It's no surprise his injuries still haven't healed," Zhu Qingquan said.
"Perhaps." Xuan Yuanjun thought for a moment.
He had not had much contact with the Blood God. On the whole, compared with the other Old Fools, the Blood God was something of a lone wolf and had relatively little contact with outsiders.
Thus, little news about him spread, and even trying to gather information was difficult.
Although they had concluded that the Longevity Daoist had secretly directed the fellows who appeared outside the Last Spirit Land, the aura of their essence blood seemed connected to the Blood God no matter how they looked at it. He was clearly not someone content to stay quiet, and Xuan Yuanjun had grown more wary of him.