The moment he landed, he dug the fingers of his left hand deep into the ground.
"Blood and Bone Summoning... activate!"
Dark red tendrils of blood spread from his fingertips, burrowing into the soil like living creatures. Within moments, they had covered an area a hundred yards in every direction.
The tendrils writhed and probed. Everywhere they passed, even the Demonic Qi was stained a faint, bloody crimson.
Lu Hanzhou stood to one side, hands clasped behind his back, his brow slightly furrowed. "Well?"
"Something's wrong. The trace of our shared bloodline has vanished. But the lingering fluctuations here... I can't be mistaken!"
Li Jing's voice was hoarse. He shook his head slightly, the light in his crimson pupils flickering erratically.
"Within the last three days, someone was definitely here practicing the Netherworld White Bone Yin Talisman. And they've already reached the stage of Yin Soldiers Manifestation!"
