Ye Bai maintained a steady pace, ensuring the Blood-colored Butterfly could keep up with him and not get lost.
At this moment, in the Blood-colored Forest.
The Blood Saint looked grim.
The number of Blood-colored Skeleton Troops was dwindling.
These were his reserves, and using them meant losing them.
Such a loss made the Blood Saint's heart ache immensely.
It was like taking a dagger and gouging a piece of flesh out of his heart.
"Damn it."
"Haven't you found Ye Bai's whereabouts yet?"
The Blood Saint suddenly swung his fist, striking hard at the Blood-colored Skeleton standing next to him.
The spikes on the Blood-colored Skeleton pierced the back of the Blood Saint's hand, and blood gushed out.
At this moment, the Blood-colored Butterfly brought good news.
It had already found Ye Bai's whereabouts.
"Good, finally found Ye Bai's whereabouts."
"Blood-colored Butterfly, keep close to Ye Bai. If you lose him, there'll be consequences!"
