Qin Bo forced down the anger and grief in his heart and continued forward.
After walking only a few steps, he discovered that the corpses had actually formed a huge circle.
At the very center of the circle stood a high platform built from piled white bones.
On the platform, a figure shrouded in black mist sat cross-legged, strange runes faintly flickering within the mist.
A pool surrounded the circular platform.
It was filled to the brim with blood, and that bloody stench was coming from there.
Zhou Ruixue and the others were tied to stone pillars beside the blood pool, their faces pale and their eyes closed in unconsciousness.
An opening had been cut in their feet, and blood was slowly flowing into the pool below.
The only person missing was Master Xuanyuan!
When Qin Bo saw Zhou Ruixue and the others' miserable state, his eyes instantly flooded with blood vessels, and the fury in his heart surged out like a volcanic eruption.
"You pack of beasts!"
He roared and charged toward the blood pool without a care for anything else.
The figure shrouded in black mist merely rose to his feet unhurriedly.
He raised a hand and gave it a light wave. A black energy barrier instantly appeared in front of Qin Bo.
Qin Bo slammed into it with all his strength, only to feel a tremendous force of recoil strike him.
His entire body was sent flying backward and crashed heavily onto the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Want to save them? Too late."
The black shadow's voice was cold and mocking.
"Once this Blood Sacrifice Ritual begins, it cannot be stopped. When all their blood has run dry, the great Demon God will awaken, and this entire world will sink into endless darkness."
Qin