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Hiss—
The corpses of the two Baiyu Capital Great Demons that had just perished, still warm, now transformed into a Blood River and merged into Shen Yi's brow.
In a swirl of his dark robe, two streaks of Spiritual Light dashed forward, revealing his tall and robust figure.
Surrounded by the protective company of two Town Stones.
Shen Yi slowly rose to his feet, looking at the crimson trace in the palm of his hand, with Spiritual Light moving across it.
Even after searching through the Treasure Beads left by Sect Master Ji, he had not found a way to completely dissipate this Blood Charm.
Perhaps for Immortal Sect cultivators, daring to slay dragon offspring meant there was no longer a need for concealment.
But Shen Yi still found a Minor Secret Technique.
It could transfer the aura of the Blood Charm elsewhere, thereby misleading the Dragon Palace.
As for the price, it was merely a few hundred thousand years of a demon's Lifespan.
