Just as Zhou Yu and the others were recovering from their injuries, Ao Qingzhou had already escaped to the deepest part of the ancient cultivator's cave.
Here, it was a desolate valley.
Completely different from the previous paradisiacal world filled with spiritual energy.
It seemed like a cursed place.
The ground was filled with blood-red color, and even when Ao Qingzhou stepped on it, faint traces of blood seeped through.
At this moment, Ao Qingzhou's complexion turned extremely pale, and his whole body showed not a hint of blood color.
However, his eyes were filled with resentment.
"Damn Zhou Yu, it's you who caused me to almost lose all my blood qi, wrecked my plans, and snatched away my treasures."
"Zhou Yu, I will never let you go!"
As he spoke, Ao Qingzhou again took out the Blood Jade Token.
He held the Blood Jade Token, gazing around as if searching for something.
But after searching for a long time, he found nothing.
Ao Qingzhou's face turned extremely dark.
