If they got their hands on the Blood Prison Sword, they would surely soar to the heavens.
How could they have stumbled upon such an opportunity in a spirit universe? Wasn't this a grand stroke of fortune?
"With the Blood Emperor fallen, the Blood Prison Sword has landed in the hands of a human youth. Look at that human youth, merely at the Superhuman level, yet possessing the strength of a mid-level Saint Lord. It must be the power of the Blood Prison Sword. If we can get our hands on it, we will surely become powerful quickly…" Brother Bull Ghost Practitioner nodded emphatically.
"Quick! Quick! Quick! Catch up to those two humans, don't let them get away!" The next moment, Brother Bull Ghost Practitioner raised his head, his eyes shining brightly as he looked in the direction Lin Yun and the True Martial Saint Lord had left.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
At the same time, he started striding towards that direction in pursuit.