"Karmic Fire?!"
Raging karmic fire burned furiously, threatening to spread toward the three along the Blood Sea.
"Retreat!"
"Get out!"
Ao Zhuo bellowed.
With three swords to protect their bodies, he and Ao Jue beside him shifted toward the heavens to escape. Ao Shang was quick to follow.
In an instant.
They emerged from the Blood Sea, landing above the vast sky. Exchanging glances, their eyes still held lingering fear.
"Yu Gong, Miao Yu have committed such atrocities. Bound by karmic fire, doomed if not dead."
"But before that."
"Us True Immortals can't approach them, nor can we enter the Blood Sea!"
Ao Shang's brows were tightly furrowed.
Looking at the raging karmic fire, who would dare to come close?
One slip, and death would claim the soul, destroying countless years of Dao ability—how could anyone not fear?
But unable to enter the Blood Sea meant they couldn't stop it from rising.
