I Hold a Grudge

Upon entering the Guiyi Zhong, the scenery around her suddenly began to twist violently, as though heaven and earth had been overturned at that very moment, bringing a nauseating dizziness.

Bridges connecting two realms like this were often extremely dangerous. Without the protection of a Saint Stage Great Master, one could easily become lost within the Spatial Tunnel and be torn apart in an instant.

Of course, despite the extreme danger, every Saint Stage Great Master present, including Hun Miesheng, merely stood by with folded arms, showing no intention of intervening.

The reason was simple. If one could not even pass this most basic trial, then there was no meaning in saving them. At most, they would merely gain a Dou Zun talent, far from worth a Saint Stage Great Master making a move.

Failures had never been worthy of being called Heavenly Prodigies in the Soul Clan!

"Tap."

As the sound of her feet touching the ground reached her ears, the intense sensation of weightlessness and dizziness suddenly vanished. Hun Ruoruo had successfully entered the secret realm as well.

"So this is the inside of the Guiyi Zhong?"

Hun Ruoruo wrinkled her nose, smelling the thick scent of blood hanging in the air. It was fishy, salty, and damp, as though the mountains, rivers, and wilderness had all been drenched in a rain of blood.

As its name implied, the Guiyi Zhong was an artifact similar to a bronze vessel. Its opening was narrow and its body wide, its inner walls smooth—perfect for raising Witch Gu Great Worms.

And as Gu insects within a vessel, they naturally had no chance of escaping alive. They could only fight and slaughter beneath the eyes of those outside, and only the final survivor possessed any value.

"Haa..."

Exhaling a long breath of