Valley.
Fang Fuyao led a group of Danxia Cave disciples, stealthily traversing the western low sky in the night.
But...
Just as they were about to cross the canyon, the ground suddenly trembled, and a blood-red barrier rose up, engulfing the entire sky.
"Hahaha!"
Demon Blood Venerable descended from the sky: "Fang Fuyao, did you think your petty tricks could evade my gaze?!"
"I wondered who it was, turns out it's Blood River Venerable."
Fang Fuyao spoke calmly: "Venerable, what is it you're intending by suddenly blocking my path?"
"Don't play dumb."
Blood River Venerable sneered: "There's no need for you to serve Danxia Cave. Hand over the Tianyuan Cauldron; it would be good for everyone."
"If you want it, then have it!"
Fang Fuyao waved his hand and threw out a storage bag.
Blood River Venerable was about to reach for it when he sensed something amiss.
Immediately.
The storage bag exploded.
