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After that faintly discernible aura was emitted, Elder Pan's mood sunk to the bottom. He was very clear that this type of elixir was extremely rare, and it was something that was formed by cultivators above the martial path. Even if it was only a single drop, the pressure it contained was enough to suppress a true Thunder Realm expert.

Even in the Lunar Scourge, there were only three such droplets.

However, the Blood Sea Realm had already taken one drop. Once they took action, they would lose a drop of the Spirit Essence. In some first-rate interfaces, they viewed this as a true treasure offering and it was usually a priceless treasure that they would not squander unless they had no other choice.

Faced with such a Spiritual Being, even a Thunder Demon at the peak of the Spirit Stage would have to temporarily avoid it. Only an expert at the peak of the Thunder Realm would have the ability to contend against it.

With both of his fists on the ground, he opened up a hole in the ground and jumped down. After that, he stood under the ground and started to dig around at a very fast speed, the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm only felt the ground beneath his feet start to tremble violently, and their gazes were filled with fear.

"Steady!" The core disciples let out a sneer. One of the disciples waved his hand and a blood-red flag immediately appeared beside him. He chanted an incantation to the flag that was shining with blood and then suddenly flung his sleeves.

"All of my power should be focused on the blood flag." As his voice faded, the surrounding disciples from the Blood Sea Realm all took action. The blood flag began to emit a blood-red light that blotted out the sky and covered the earth as it descended from within the formation. Then, it directly became several tens of feet long.

Bang.

Beneath the ground, Elder Pan's body was in a deadlock for a while. After a while, there was nothing that could be dug out. His body bounced off and landed on the ground in a sorry state.

"Elder Pan, how about this big gift?" Amongst the core disciples, there was a disciple who had a smile on his face as he spoke in a strange tone.

"Humph, if it weren't for the Spirit Essence Liquid in your hands, would this old man be afraid of a mere unranked formation?"

His eyes stared at the banner on the ground in fear and his eyelids twitched. After a moment, he cried out involuntarily, "There's even more Primary Spirit Liquid in the flag!"

Elder Pan's face darkened. He had never thought that there would be two drops of primeval essence within this unranked array. Was he planning on not destroying himself and not letting the matter go?

However, after Elder Pan discovered the two drops, although he was shocked, he did not panic at all. Currently, the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm had been using two drops of the Essence Spirit Liquid without killing him immediately, so they definitely would not have used another drop. Moreover, the Spirit Essence Liquid consumed a lot of spirit energy when they used it; otherwise, the disciples of the Blood Sea Realm would not have used their full power.

Right now, they had missed the chance to heavily injure Elder Pan. Now, they were at a loss as to how to continue using the power of the Spirit Essence to unleash its full power.

"Why don't you all continue attacking?" Elder Pan smiled sinisterly, showing his white teeth.

"Hold him!" Among the core disciples, one of them jumped out. Facing Liu Panshi's provocative gaze, he immediately became angry and said with a sneer, "Liu Panshi, don't be too proud too early. There will be a time when you feel worse than death."

"Really? Then we'll wait and see!" Liu Panshi simply closed his eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the other party's expression. He cupped his hands together, immediately recovering the spiritual force that he had lost.

"Seal." One of the core disciples shouted in a low voice. His hands suddenly formed a seal, and the complicated hand seals fell. The remaining disciples did not fall behind, and they all formed a seal at the first moment.

The entire area around the Blood Sea Formation was completely surrounded by blood. The aura around it was extremely smooth, as though it had become one.

"Once we're done adjusting ourselves, it'll be the time for you, Liu Panshi, to lose." Amongst the core disciples, many of them withdrew their cold gazes from Liu Panshi.

All the disciples were meditating and cultivating. Liu Panshi, who was in the middle of the array, suddenly opened his eyes. He hadn't awoken from his cultivation, but his previous signal had already been received.

He opened his eyes, revealing a look of disbelief. He muttered, "How is this possible? He actually received my message."

The ones who received this news were not from the Blood Sea world, but from the sects that they had just separated from. Furthermore, it was Ling Jian himself.

"Will he come?" If Ling Jian did not come, then this time, he had really played it big. At this moment, it was already impossible for him to send out another message, and even though he was unable to activate the spirit liquid inside the blood flag, the ground had been sealed off by it. After the blood had turned into blood, no power would be able to penetrate through it.

Even if he didn't activate the Yuan Spirit Liquid, the pressure would still be extremely strong. After all, this power didn't belong to the martial dao realm.

"Sigh, I hope so." Elder Pan was worried, hoping that something would happen.

"..."

A human figure suddenly walked out from the position where the vines intersected in the dense forest. The aura around him was withdrawn, but a bloody aura was faintly emitted. This aura was especially pungent, causing this person's face to appear much redder.

"Elder Pan, trapped?" The figure suddenly stopped moving and descended from the vines.

Boom.1

A heavy force smashed into the ground, causing a loud sound to ring out. The figure landed on the object that smashed into the ground and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an ice-cold corpse.

"The nineteenth!"

This figure stepped over the ice-cold corpse under his feet and spoke in an indifferent manner.

Immediately, his gaze shot towards a distant place. That location was the place where he had separated from Yue Lao and his little sister.

"Should I just ignore him, or give him a hand?" The shadow's eyes lit up as he sank into deep thoughts.

However, even he was trapped here. From this, it could be seen that the Blood Sea Realm's methods were extraordinary. If he rashly rushed there, he might fall into a trap. Even if he sneaked into the trap, he would be met with a calamity.

"Forget it, as a man, I will send you to the end." The figure scratched his head and revealed a bitter smile. "I, Ling Jian, am not the kind of person who would repay kindness with enmity. However, I am also not the kind of person who needs to be repaid."

"You think this is a contest against the Blood Sea Realm?"

"..."

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