“The Blood Sea!” Lu Yun and Qing Han blurted out nearly simultaneously. 

A glint entered Mo Yi’s eye, and Feng Yi contorted with horror. Though the Blood Sea was less than a year old, its infamy had spread far and wide as a zone forbidden to life. Its notoriety rivaled several of the most terrifying tombs in the world.

About a month ago, a golden immortal had come out of it alive, and with a connate-grade treasure for his pains! The Nephrite court had acted upon it immediately, forcibly inviting that immortal to Xiankan and dispossessing him of the treasure.

The emperor who’d done so wasn’t Zhao Shenguang, but some ‘celestial emperor’ from elsewhere. That was why he’d been so bold and unbridled toward the Chen Clan and everyone...