"Looks like I could only risk everything!" He gritted his teeth, his gaze turning incomparably resolute.
He turned around and slowly, unsteadily made his way toward the blood pool.
The crimson pool water trembled and churned beneath his feet, as if it had encountered some natural predator.
Suddenly, the crimson water condensed into a sharp blade and viciously pierced Lin Taichu's calf.
"Pfft!"
The blade sank into flesh, sending blood spraying everywhere.
Lin Taichu let out a muffled groan but continued forward through gritted teeth. When he reached the edge of the blood pool, he extended his palm and pressed it against the stone platform at its center.
At once, the cave filled with the wails of countless vengeful souls and malicious spirits.
Towering Blood Mist rose from the pool. A vague humanoid figure gradually took shape, transforming into a blood-drenched giant roughly thirty feet tall.
It had a burly build, a savage face, animal-hide clothing, and crimson eyes. Its entire body radiated a brutal aura.
"I waited for over a million years and finally lured you here. Little brat, today is the day you die!"
"Die!" The blood-colored giant roared as it charged Lin Taichu.
Yet Lin Taichu neither dodged nor resisted, allowing it to tear and bite at his body.
"Hmm?" The blood-colored giant froze.
It felt as though Lin Taichu's body were forged from bronze and iron. No matter how it clawed and tore, it could not leave so much as a scratch.
"Ha ha ha ha! It has been so long since I encountered such a resilient body! Boy, you are exactly to my taste. Once I devour your essence, breaking into the Martial Saint realm will be within reach!" the blood-colored giant roared excitedly.
It opened its gaping maw and lunged at Lin Taichu.
"Roar!"