Blood Pool, Asura, Blood Shadow!

"Become an Immortal Ancestor?"

The man murmured softly, hope appearing in his eyes.

However, at that moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the air.

Immediately afterward, before everyone's terrified eyes, Jiang Zhen casually tore open space and stepped out.

Ma Xiaoling and the others emerged right behind him.

But once they came out and saw the situation below, they all sucked in a sharp breath.

Ma Xiaoling in particular looked incomparably grave and grim.

Her eyes were filled with terror as she stared at the scene below.

"Jiang Zhen, wh... what is that? That person... doesn't have any skin, does he?"

Ma Xiaoling forced down her nausea and spoke.

After all, although she had killed people before—even beaten someone to death, even punched a bloody hole through someone's body—

How could that compare to a person sitting in a Blood Pool, skinless, covered in mangled flesh and exposed veins?

At the sight, Yuan Tiangang's expression changed drastically. He said:

"Th... this is impossible. This is... impossible... the Blood Shadow Divine Skill. Wasn't this Art lost?

Wasn't the Blood Shadow Sect exterminated back then? Why has it appeared again?"

"Who are you? How dare you appear in my Qingmu Sect? You're courting death! Kill them!"

As soon as the words fell, the disciples guarding the surroundings charged out, intending to kill Jiang Zhen and the others.

However, Jiang Zhen merely glanced at them.

With that single glance, everyone's bodies exploded in an instant, vanishing from where they stood.

Xiao Feng sucked in a cold breath at the sight, his gaze toward Jiang Zhen filled with terror.

After all, he had never seen such a terrifying being.

Killing with a glance was simply beyond his imagination.

Earlier, those people's Sword Flight had already shocked him, though not excessively so, since he had