At this sight, not only Wu Yunshu but the entire camp stared wide-eyed in shock, scarcely daring to believe it.
The invincible Blood Pool had been shattered in the blink of an eye by a pitch-black thing.
Dozens of bloody fragments splashed outward, turning into crimson light as they scattered.
"How is that possible?!"
"What is that thing?!"
The Blood Raven Clan members' faces filled with horror. Wu Yunshu let out a muffled groan as the vital energy within her body churned violently.
The Blood Pool had been damaged, and she had suffered backlash as well.
"How dare you!"
Forcibly suppressing the turmoil within her, Wu Yunshu flew into a rage and immediately activated the Blood Pool. It rapidly shrank until it was only the size of a water vat.
Yet although its size had drastically diminished, its might became even more terrifying.
The blood-colored skulls around it detached from the pool walls and swiftly merged into a gigantic skeletal head. Opening its enormous jaws, it roared and bit directly toward the Great Black Shovel.
This was an evil thing refined within the Blood Pool for centuries. Though it was not an artifact spirit, it had come infinitely close.
Once the demonic maw opened, it could bite magical treasures to pieces and corrupt whatever it tore into. It was exceptionally sinister.
Wu Yunshu had no Spirit Treasure to protect herself, so she had put immense effort into this Blood Pool. It already possessed a fraction of a Spirit Treasure's power.
"Bzzz!"
Yet the Big Black Shovel merely gave a slight tremble, and golden light burst forth like ripples over water.
That terrifying skeletal evil thing was pierced full of holes like a sieve, then exploded with a crash.
Never mind fighting back—it could not even hold out for a moment.