Chapter 435 - 397: Stirring up a huge Blood Sea, just to seek the chance of Becoming Immortal! 【Seeking Monthly Tickets, Seeking Subscriptions】
"Where is the aura of the Blood Demon?" The dark shadow looked at the Yuan Shen Cultivator, and his hoarse voice echoed in the Great Hall once again.
The current Patriarch, looking like an elderly man, also set his gaze on the Yuan Shen Cultivator.
"One of our disciples discovered the battle aura of a Blood God Crystal in a subordinate sect within the bounds of Wanyu Sect. If one can gather and utilize the Blood God Crystal, it is a clear sign of the location of the Blood God inheritance."
"The message was sent back by the disciple who has your Blood God compass, Patriarch. We are certain the Blood God inheritance is in the hands of a disciple of Wanyu. According to the message, it seems to be a God Monarch of Wanyu."
The Yuan Shen Cultivator added after a pause: "However, our disciple was discovered too quickly by the enemy; hence, we couldn’t gather more information. Now, his soul has already taken refuge in a living body and is in a deep slumber. We should not be able to contact him for a short while."
The figure comprised of soul fog fell into contemplation for a moment.
Once again, the old voice echoed in the Great Hall, "Accelerate the setting up of the Blood Sea Array. If you can’t find someone before the arrangement finished, have a disciple take the Blood Demon Crystal Core to Wanyu. If they have indeed obtained the Blood Demon inheritance, they will inevitably take the bait."
"Understood!" The Yuan Shen Cultivator exclaimed, startled at heart.
The current Sect Master, resembling an elderly man, hesitated for a moment after hearing this, before saying: "Patriarch, we are already pushing the limit, another acceleration, those old fellows from the Wanyu Sect will definitely step into action."
"No matter, This seat just hopes they would play their hand. Otherwise, this seat wouldn’t have enough resources!" As the old voice spread, the black soul fog in the Great Hall receded like a tide.
In the Taoist temple, covered by the pitch black Soul Lake situated behind the hill where the Great Hall was located, the Soul Lake was constantly fluctuating.