After hearing this, Li Yan shook his head at Buluo. He knew Buluo wanted to help him.
But even at Buluo's peak, even if all his magic treasures were still with him, he would have been utterly unable to help against a ghost creature like Fan Nan.
Besides, Li Yan wanted to remain hidden and properly search for a way out of this place. It was even less possible for him to keep Buluo outside.
Li Yan himself had no great confidence that he could evade the enemies' coming search, much less conceal Buluo's aura as well.
"But... once that blood-colored death restriction disappears, won't they sense it very soon? If that happens, they will definitely dispatch a large number of ghost creatures to search for us.
"The River of Netherfall is not truly a safe place either. The ghost creatures merely feared it somewhat. A great battle could still break out here. Although my strength is meager..."
Upon hearing this, Buluo shook his head as well.
He did not want Li Yan to take risks alone. Moreover, his hatred for the ghost creatures here had already been carved into his bones and etched into his heart.
Li Yan interrupted him after hearing only the first part of his words.
"You needn't worry too much about the blood-colored death restriction. I had already considered the consequences of this.
"There is a certain chance that Fan Nan and the others did not leave behind any hidden measures on that restriction, such as a Divine Sense trigger.
"The blood-colored restriction is a true enemy-trapping restriction. For cultivators like us, who often come to the banks of the River of Netherfall, they have too many misgivings.
"If they left some kind of mark on us, then once we were swallowed by the monsters