Whoosh—
The bone-chilling wind bit into his face, its icy coldness slicing across his skin like tiny knives. Lin Shuguang finally stepped into the Blood Desolate Land.
Ever since he had begun cultivating Martial Skills, his physical abilities had increased severalfold. Even so, he could still clearly feel the bone-piercing chill while staying in the Blood Desolate Land.
As far as the eye could see, blood-red gravel covered the ground. The dim hues made the Blood Desolate Land seem like an entirely new world that had split away from reality—a world with an unbearably harsh environment.
A feeling of desolation hung in the air all around him. In the distant valley, Killing Intent soared into the sky, while gloomy winds howled in waves. In the shadows, Lin Shuguang could vaguely sense that something was watching him...
Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Lin Shuguang strode forward, leaving footprints of varying depths across the gravel.
But soon, the cold wind swept past and covered those footprints once more, restoring everything to how it had been.
After walking for more than half an hour, Lin Shuguang still had not seen the slightest sign of Desolate Ghost Ape activity. But after thinking it over, the business of hunting Desolate Ghost Apes had existed for a long time. The Desolate Ghost Apes near the exit had probably been cleaned out by those hunters.
He had no choice but to continue deeper into the Blood Desolate Land.
The farther in he went, the brighter the blood-red color covering the land became. As the terrain rose and fell, the originally broad view began to be blocked by blood-red forests and mountains.
Suddenly!
Lin Shuguang stopped. At his nine o'clock, near the edge of the blood forest, he saw several objects sprawled in disarray.
He approached