Within the blood-red mist.
A figure sat cross-legged in the air, eyes closed.
Terrifying willpower surged in from all directions, pressing down upon the figure.
That incomparably dreadful will seemed like a terrifying existence hidden in the void overhead, calmly and indifferently overlooking everything—or silently observing him.
The Blood God Clone wore a faceless blood-red mask, and beneath it, his brow furrowed involuntarily.
At the same time, Wang Teng's true body within the Devouring Space wore the exact same expression.
He had no clue at all!
He had been comprehending this place for over three hours, yet he still could not find even the slightest hint.
The mountain was still the same mountain, and the mist was still filled with ancient, bloody, and baleful intent. Nothing was different.
"Where exactly is the problem?"
Wang Teng slowly opened his eyes. Blood-red light flickered within them, making him seem like a true Vampire Darkbreed as he unconsciously muttered to himself.
He had fully activated the Third Order Blood God Body. Dense Bloody Power surged within him, while his Blood Race talent was also silently at work.
Together with his clone, he was attacking from two fronts.
At this moment, his comprehension of all things related to blood could be called exceptionally keen and profound, yet he still could not sense the so-called Blood Kun Inheritance.
This left him utterly perplexed.
Could his and Icestis's guess have been wrong?
"Don't rush. If the Blood Kun Inheritance were so easy to obtain, someone would have taken it long ago," Icestis said calmly.
Wang Teng nodded. His heart became as still as water, and his furrowed brows relaxed.
"Right, perhaps you can try merging yourself into those three mountains." A glint flashed through Icestis's dragon eyes as she suddenly thought of something.
"Merge into those