Emerging from the battle at the Seven-Colored Immortal Cliff, an old Profound Immortal, who had narrowly escaped death, used an Immortal Artifact to sever his own Immortal Finger. With a single thought, the finger exploded into blood mist that constantly shifted shape in the air, and eventually, at the location where Han Yi had just stood, it formed the outline of a human figure, resembling a blood shadow—if one looked closely, this blood shadow bore a resemblance to Han Yi.
Then,
As the old Profound Immortal willed it, the blood shadow shot off into the distance. Had Han Yi been there, he would have been astounded, for even the flight movements of the blood shadow were identical to his own.
However, unbeknownst to all of this, was Han Yi.
At that moment, he had already left the Seven-Colored Immortal Cliff far behind, heading north for a hundred thousand miles before veering westward.
