As the voice rang out, a young man appeared with an old man. The old man immediately swept out a hand, dispelling the formation barriers on all eighteen levels, then slowly descended before Lu Ren.
Lu Ren stared fixedly at the young man and asked, "You are the Young Tribe Leader of the Demon Immortal Clan, the Demon Saint Son?"
He possessed Chaos Eyes, so he naturally saw through it with ease. The man before him was not the true body, but merely a clone.
When Xue Wudi saw the Demon Saint Son arrive, he was greatly alarmed. He immediately dropped to one knee, placed an arm across his chest, and bowed. "Greetings, Young Tribe Leader!"
The Demon Saint Son ignored Xue Wudi and looked at Lu Ren. "Lu Ren, I never expected that more than fifty Immortal-Below-Immortal talents sent by me would fail to stop you. Instead, you even used the opportunity to break through into the Immortal Realm. There are not many people I have admired in my life. You count as one of them!"
"Cut the nonsense. Lift the Blood Explosion Curse from my son first!"
Lu Ren could not be bothered listening to his pleasantries.
The Demon Saint Son smiled faintly. With a flip of his palm, a blood-colored bead appeared. He walked before Lu Lunhui and suddenly slapped the bead against Lu Lunhui's abdomen. Then he smiled. "Done. The Blood Explosion Curse on your son has been lifted. Not only has it been lifted, but I have also bestowed a stroke of fortune upon your son!"
"What was that bead you took out just now?"
Lu Ren asked.
"Giant Blood Bead!"
The Demon Saint Son slowly uttered four words.
Xue Wudi was startled. "Young Tribe Leader, the bead you took out just now was a