Lu Xuan followed behind the Demonic Vine to a huge mass of blood light.
Within the blood light, Blood Yin Thunder appeared and disappeared intermittently, limited within a certain range and unable to break free.
The Blood Yin Thunder exuded an intense sense of discomfort, completely corrupt and vile as if contact with it would severely contaminate magic treasures and Divine Souls.
After glancing at it a few times, Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel a sense of dizziness.
The misty clear light in his eyes surfaced, and he quickly regained clarity.
"Master, inside there are two Spiritual Seeds, still alive, but I do not have the confidence to extract them."
A hint of shame appeared on the face of the pale green little person.
"No matter, I will handle it,"
Lu Xuan said, looking at the blood cloud in front of him.
