Horror of the Olden Days
Chapter 1197

The Corrupt Blood Phoenix

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As Fu Qian displayed the White Ring, the thick crimson surrounding him gradually came into focus.

Just like the last time he had gone to where Liliana was, Clear Dream activated in sync, recreating to the fullest extent the lake where flowers of flesh and blood bloomed.

As expected, the dream was still permeated through and through with the Red Moon's presence, and the two of them held it in their hands together.

"So... delicious..."

The next moment, that familiar, sweet voice finally sounded, seemingly commenting on the viscous Blood Lake that had taken shape.

She even laughed.

Her emotions really were unstable!

Fu Qian sighed inwardly, though this didn't surprise him.

The Red Moon's state had been plain to see during his last attempt to complete the False God Incarnation ritual.

Fortunately, although her emotions swung wildly, he couldn't sense any hostility toward himself. The only thing he needed to watch out for was getting caught up in some of her uncontrollable reactions.

At the same time, though, her condition meant his earlier pessimistic prediction was likely to come true: she wouldn't be able to help at all in figuring out which path forward was the right one.

But that was fine. This was enough.

If the Red Moon couldn't help, he still had Rainbow of Yao Bian!

Optimistically, Fu Qian activated a trace of "Eternity" stored inside the White Ring.

That familiar, timeless sensation arose once more.

Almost instantly, a line of blood wound up from beneath his feet, circling and spiraling before him.

In the blink of an eye, a gate seemingly outlined in dark red thorns appeared before him.

Compared to the last one, this gate's design was unquestionably stranger still. He could even see its entire form pulsing faintly, like a living thing.

"Thanks for

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