Lu Yun City, battlefield area.
The "blood-colored light screen" in mid-air was gradually dimming within its projected manifestation.
Not just that.
The blood pattern array diagrams within the battlefield area were also shrinking and fading away.
"It hasn't even been ten days; is the Blood Burial Garden about to leave this space?"
"Ancient records indicate that the garden's previous openings lasted at least half a month, or even a full month."
The high-ranking practitioners of the Qi Transformation Realm from both camps discussed in low voices.
A war that swept the entire sects of Chu Country, summoning out the Blood Burial Garden through blood sacrifice, was it to last for such a short time?
"It seems the closure of the Blood Burial Garden will be a certainty. What do you think, Xue Feng, how much longer can it last?"
Master Fu's gaze swept toward the gracefully robed and handsome youth beside him.
At this moment.
