Probing Threats

Zhang Chen saw the spell that the old Daoist had used previously in the Dark Nether Treasure Manual.

The last spell he cast, feeding the ghost with his own body, was truly soul-scattering.

Given the environment of the Blood God Sect, it was difficult to use this ghostly spell, so he casually put it away.

"Come back!" Zhang Chen willed the Blood God Sons back into his body.

Then he thought of something and released a Blood God Son.

He wanted to try how long it would take for the Blood God Son to develop consciousness after leaving its owner.

"Hide, don't hurt anyone, and try to avoid people as much as possible." Leaving behind a command, Zhang Chen transformed into blood light and flew towards the direction of the sect.

The Blood God Son left behind stood stupidly in place for an hour, then came to the broken Daoist temple with some confusion.

After looking around, it finally crawled into an intact jar and covered it.