"Perhaps, I have a way to help you break through the defense of the Blood Pearl of Myriad Spirits." After pondering for a while, Huo Ling looked up at Zhu Bufan, who was wearing a determined expression on his face.
"Oh? Really? You have a way?" Upon hearing that Huo Ling had a way to break through the defense of the blood fog, Zhu Bufan's previously heroic and self-sacrificial expression instantly shifted, and with a smile, he quickly sought confirmation from Huo Ling.
"Nonsense!" Huo Ling gave Zhu Bufan a look, clearly somewhat annoyed with his ability to change expressions so quickly, "Don't forget, the Blood Pearl of Myriad Spirits counts as a Magic Artifact, and I am a Magic Practitioner, specialized in dealing with Magic Artifacts. As long as I borrow the power of the Hanhai Spirit Pearls, I can temporarily suppress the spirituality of the Blood Pearl of Myriad Spirits. The time will be very short, but it should be enough."
