“We haven’t found him!”
Long Ying’s straightforward answer made Michael’s heart sink. However, she continued:
“But we found signs of a battle deep in the cave. One side was the blood corpse ghosts, and the other was a supreme swordsman. One stroke of his sword killed more than a dozen blood corpse ghosts! If I’m not mistaken, it should be your master's handiwork!”
Are these red-skinned monsters called blood corpse ghosts?
Michael was somewhat curious about these creatures, but his main concern was his master, Mu Wuya's situation. He wondered:
“Even though we found traces of my master, why can’t we still find him?”
“It’s not that we can't find him; it’s that we can't search.” Long Ying shook her head.
“Can't search?” Michael was confused.
Long Shan took over the conversation, “Your master, he went deeper where we can't reach. He may be heading to the deepest part of the Blood Demon Cave!”