Luo Kai drew a circle of burning flames around the two of them and then stood above the creature, holding his sword and making gestures towards the ground.
Next, he took out a bottle of blood and poured it onto the sword.
The ruby at the hilt of the sword glowed brightly, absorbing all the fresh red blood.
The Patterned Han Sword floated between his fingers, its tip gently touching the ground, emitting circles of flaming light, while the silvery-white blade spread out patterns of flame.
In the darkness, only here was there the light of fire.
"Point it out for me, the exact position of that monster," Luo Kai said in a low voice, solemnly closing his eyes.
"Three centimeters to the left," Xu Shuo said.
The long sword moved slightly.
"Forward."
"..."
"Stop."
"..."
After that, both sides temporarily fell silent.