The wild wind swept through, one wave fiercer than the other, forcing everyone around to retreat, shielding their eyes with their hands.
The cauldron, flickering with flames, spun in the air for a long time before suddenly vanishing without a trace.
The headmaster of Chang'an Academy, Yi Chunqiu, shouted abruptly, "Where do you think you're going?"
As he stretched out a mighty hand, he formed a Void Seal, which reached into the void like fishing for the moon from the ocean.
But the cauldron escaped his hand seal, streaked across the void as a beam of light, and disappeared without a trace.
The crowd was dumbfounded, but only the extraterritorial cultivators who had fought with the cauldron shouted anxiously, "That cauldron is the one imprisoning the Blood Demon."
"Could it be that the Blood Demon has escaped?"
"We're doomed, doomed! This world is about to descend into chaos!"
"The Blood Demon is one of the Ancient Ten Great Demon Gods. If he escapes, this world is done for."
