Jian Dan communicated with Liu Chuan through her sea of consciousness about the blood sac's weakness while instructing Jian Wu and Qi Hua, who stood behind her:
"Qi Hua, use the spirit recording stone to capture the battle. The commotion here will attract many cultivators. Jian Wu, bring Liao Kong back to assist Master Jue Song. I will hold the formation here."
"Yes, Zūnshàng."
The two replied and immediately went their separate ways.
Qi Hua took out a special spirit recording stone from her storage bracelet, formed a seal, and sent it into the air. It clearly recorded the scene below.
After finishing, Qi Hua returned to Jian Dan's side, eager to act.
"Zūnshàng, do you want us to step in?"
Jian Dan glanced at the scene already under Master Jue Song's control and replied calmly,
"No need. Master Jue Song can handle the situation."
Qi Hua reluctantly touched her nose and stayed behind Jian Dan as a bodyguard.
Master Jue Song formed seals with his hands, slowly contracting the Buddhist prayer beads. No matter how fiercely the trapped blood sac struggled, it could not break free from the bead formation.
As the beads tightened around the blood sac, the sac showed signs of extreme threat, releasing thick black smoke and shrinking slowly.
In the distance, a ripple appeared. Jian Wu and Liao Kong arrived at the scene by teleportation, accompanied by Buddhist disciples.
Liao Kong's face was steady as he directed the remaining disciples to form an outer ring beyond the circle formed by Junior Brother Liao Chen. They began to clear lingering evil energy and filthy blood.
Jian Dan observed the battle from the air and nodded. The two layers of protection from Buddhist disciples created excellent double insurance. Master Jue Song was restraining the blood sac in the middle, gradually shrinking the circle.
"Chuan, after the blood pool cave was discovered in the Ziyu Mountain Range and the news was sent back, why didn't you warn me that this thing was a blood sac?"
Jian Dan asked Liu Chuan through their connection.
"I've been repairing myself recently and have only recovered half my strength. So I don't always pay attention to information around you."
Jian Dan and Liu Chuan had formed a temporary cooperation. Once Jian Dan ascended to the next realm, Liu Chuan would seek his master. Although Jian Dan did not deliberately conceal information, Liu Chuan was not always watching the outside world and only responded when summoned.
"Do you need me to do anything? I will leave the Buddhist Sect and check with the sect if I can exchange for a Wood Spirit Pearl to help your recovery."
"That would help. I wasn't in a hurry at first, but your power is increasing too quickly. I need to prepare. I will enter a deep sleep for a while to fully recover and help you better."
"You've already helped me a lot. No need to worry. Recover at your own pace."
Meanwhile, on the battlefield below, Master Jue Song's attacks had completely suppressed the blood sac. It no longer struggled.
Deep in the dark underground cave, Hai Yan's crimson eyes opened again, burning with uncontrollable anger. Two blood sacs used recently to sustain him had been destroyed, and now another's connection was weakening. Someone was sabotaging his plans.
Hai Yan's Primordial Soul spread rapidly along the connection to the blood sac, extending toward Putuo Mountain, attempting to reclaim the blood sac and strike the enemy.
Jian Dan, communicating with Liu Chuan, seemed to sense this. She looked toward the sky above Putuo Mountain, where a sinister and poisonous aura appeared again, identical to what she had felt in Cloud Sea Sect.
A fierce glint flashed in Jian Dan's eyes. She gripped the Mò Xī Jiàn tightly and silently drew the "Primordial Chaos" slash toward the source of the disturbance. Her sword domain simultaneously opened, enclosing the space above Putuo Mountain.
Behind her, Qi Hua and Jian Wu moved swiftly the moment their Zūnshàng acted. Qi Hua held her Ruyi staff, Jian Wu gripped his life sword "Thunder Roar," both forming a protective circle around Jian Dan.
"Again, it's you!"
A rough, hoarse voice echoed nearby, stirring the blood and qi of the Buddhist disciples. Master Jue Song immediately chanted,
"Amitabha!"
His clear, righteous chant, accompanied by the steady beating of the wooden fish, spread in waves, calming the Buddhist disciples.
Master Jue Zhan appeared in the air, the source of the wooden fish's rhythm.
Seeing another high monk arriving to command, Jian Dan dashed after the retreating divine consciousness.
The Mò Xī Jiàn glowed with chaotic energy, transforming into a sword stream. Jian Dan's Mahayana-level divine consciousness relentlessly pursued the enemy, slashing continuously. Each strike severed a small piece of the enemy's divine consciousness without the slightest relaxation.
Jian Dan regretted that Yue Liang was not nearby. Otherwise, she would have torn a fragment of the enemy's Primordial Soul.
Jian Wu and Qi Hua looked at the disappearing Jian Lu Zūnzhàng helplessly, then both stepped forward to bow to Master Jue Zhan.
"Heavenly Sword Sect's Jian Wu (Qi Hua) pays respects, Master!"
"Amitabha! Was that Jian Lu Daoyou pursuing just now?"
Master Jue Zhan felt the evil and powerful aura fade as Jian Lu's pursuit forced it to retreat from Putuo Mountain Range.
Jian Wu stepped forward again.
"Excuse us, Master. The one pursuing just now was our Heavenly Sword Sect's Jian Lu Zūnzhàng."
Below, Master Jue Song sensed his Senior Brother's presence and focused on controlling the blood sac, which had just rebounded slightly. Thanks to Jian Lu's quick reaction, the enemy had no chance to recall the blood sac with divine consciousness. With Senior Brother's aid, Master Jue Song increased his Buddhist power output.
The 108 prayer beads flashed with intense light, breaking the blood sac's surface. More filthy blood and evil energy spilled out, increasing purification.
Master Jue Song then launched a "Flame of Buddha's Heart" onto the blood sac, working with the beads' purifying power to burn the evil creature. Jian Lu had sent a voice message before leaving: burn the blood sac until nothing remains.
Jian Dan moved swiftly through the air, almost like a streak of light, closely pursuing the divine consciousness. She slashed repeatedly, cutting off small fragments with every strike.
Deep underground, Hai Yan's true body frowned. Losing another blood sac severed one of the veins beneath him, worsening his expression. His blood-red eyes snapped open, attempting to use powerful divine consciousness to attack Jian Dan's sea of consciousness.
Jian Dan chuckled lightly, "Come then!"
Her sword domain clashed with the enemy's divine consciousness. The sword shadows formed by the Mò Xī Jiàn soared into the sky, stirring the clouds and wind. The chaotic energy smashed the incoming divine consciousness to pieces.
"Ah!" Hai Yan spat black blood, his face pale as paper. This female cultivator was not afraid of his late Mahayana divine consciousness pressure.
Jian Dan stood in midair until the shattered divine consciousness completely dissipated. Only then did she withdraw the Mò Xī Jiàn. Scanning around, she found she had pursued the divine consciousness for tens of thousands of miles, almost entering Cloud Sea Sect's territory.
She raised an eyebrow, confirming her suspicion. She sensed cultivators from Cloud Sea Sect approaching, surely coming to investigate the recent disturbance in the spiritual energy.
Not wanting to waste time, Jian Dan tore through the void and left, returning to Putuo Mountain of the Buddhist Sect.
Han Pengfei, who arrived to check the situation, saw only a familiar back from afar. He was certain it was Jian Lu Zūnzhàng.
Han Pengfei lingered in the sky above the battle for some time, sighed, and then returned to the sect.