On the other side, Qi Badao was desperately running with Li Xin on his back. The following Night Patrol was responsible for providing cover. Once entangled by the Blood Demon, someone would sacrifice themselves to draw it away.
Qi Badao had taken many hits, but simply applied some Holy Water hastily before picking up Li Xin and continuing to run. Returning to the Shadow Owl was not an option, nor could he rely on the Church Court. The safest place now was the Celestial Principle Academy. He knew that Li Xin had a deep connection with the academy; once they reached it, they would be safe.
Qi Badao felt his body tingling, his mouth dry and parched, but he dared not stop. The number of Night Patrols around him kept decreasing. There were too many Blood Demons everywhere, and their presence was incredibly alluring—moving, bloody, imbued with Spiritual Ability, they were like living targets, attracting the Blood Demons.
