Qian Daoliu's Main Body

Seeing this, Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Moments later, his spatial intent swept out, confining the blood-red droplets.

However, there were countless blood-red droplets, and some escaped.

As a single drop escaped, Qian Daoliu could use it to restore his body.

This was his final trump card. He would never use it unless it was a life and death situation.

After all, even if he managed to escape, his cultivation foundation would suffer damage. However, he was reluctant to abandon this clone and the memories within it.

Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz! Buzzzzzz!

In an extremely obscure place, three blood-red drops flew towards the depths of the chaotic space.

Buzzzzzz!

However, at this moment, two powerful forces suddenly descended and stopped them.

"Jun Lingtian!"

"Zhao Yuzhen!"

"You're seeking death!"

At the same time, Qian Daoliu's furious voice resounded from the three blood-red droplets.