The Nine Rings of Annihilation.
All was chaos.
Time and space seemed to have lost all meaning here.
Only a vast blood cocoon stood silently in the void, giving off an eerie yet divine aura.
Chaos Energy surged around it, but whenever it reached the cocoon, it parted like water around a reef.
Days passed, then years.
The blood cocoon remained unmoving through the ages. No one in the Fourth Ring came to disturb it.
Mu Yun, a Martial Dao Grandmaster who had been promoted to fill the vacancy left by the Turbulent World Martial Ancestor's death, did come to observe it for a long while.
Years ago, he had been the first person Luo Chen challenged upon entering the Fourth Ring. Luo Chen had defeated him and even knocked him down to the Fifth Ring.
Throughout his years in the Fifth Ring, he had never ceased to feel humiliated. There was not a moment when he did not want revenge on Luo Chen.
Yet the instant he saw the blood cocoon, all that pent-up humiliation and resentment vanished like smoke.
"We are all seekers of the Dao. Why must we tear each other apart?"
Murmuring those words, Mu Yun withdrew of his own accord.
Luo Chen knew nothing of what was happening outside.
The blood cocoon's appearance was no surprise.
When creating his own Cultivation Method, he had built in a passive defense mechanism.
If something unexpected happened and he lost consciousness, his Blood Refinement Divine Aura would erupt outward at once, forming a defense like Blood Cloth Armor.
The difference was that Blood Cloth Armor had only one layer so as not to hinder his movements. This blood cocoon, like an egg laid by the Devil Race, consisted of countless densely packed layers of Blood Cloth Armor.
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