A dozen or so minutes later, that gateway had completely stabilized.
Lu Chuan did not hesitate either. In a flash, he had already charged into the Realm within the Cave beyond the gateway.
This was another grotto-heaven. Its area was not large, only several li around, and Lu Chuan did not even need to use Spiritual Power; he could see the end of it with a single glance.
Even so, he still habitually swept his Spiritual Power across the entire grotto-heaven.
His eyes immediately lit up.
The grotto-heaven was a hazy expanse, shrouded in clouds and mist.
This was mist evolved from the fusion of Earth Vein Power and spiritual energy. At the center of the rolling clouds and mist stood a stone platform.
It was a Sacrificial Altar, very obviously man-made.
At this moment, a round bead rested atop the Sacrificial Altar, its entire body blood red.
This was a grotto-heaven Exotic Treasure. From this round bead, Lu Chuan sensed the aura of the Human Race.
With one step, he arrived atop the Sacrificial Altar. His Spiritual Power swept over it, and a shrill scream immediately rang out from within the round bead.
"Ah... damned lowborn wretch, damn you..."
The shrill scream carried endless resentment, roaring and bellowing.
It was Hellflame King.
Killing intent flashed in Lu Chuan's eyes. Sure enough, these old undying things were not simple. This fellow had actually still left behind a wisp of divine soul inside this Blood Bead.
He had been thinking of relying on this divine soul to be reborn in the future.
Unfortunately, this fellow was rather unlucky and had run into Lu Chuan.
"Hmph... I wasn't afraid of you when you were alive. Now that only a wisp of divine soul remains, crushing you to death is like crushing an