As Lin Ming cultivated, his mind as still as an ancient well, a day passed in what seemed like a single breath.
Throughout that day, Qing Lin, Xiao Yi Xian, and Yun Yun remained at the edge of the blood pool, never leaving their posts.
Solemn concern flickered in Qing Lin's jade-green eyes from time to time. Though she could sense the transformation taking place inside Lin Ming, she also dimly perceived the savage energy contained within the Heavenly Demon Blood Pool. Even through the thick mountain walls, that ancient, bloody aura made her spirit tremble.
Xiao Yi Xian sat quietly cross-legged on a flat rock, her hands forming a seal. Wisps of pale purple poison mist slowly coiled around her as she cultivated while keeping watch.
Clad in white, Yun Yun wore a cool expression, though barely perceptible concern lingered between her brows. After all, she could clearly sense the activity within the blood pool. It was a terrifying, voracious consumption of energy. Any ordinary expert who dared attempt such a feat would already have had their meridians burst by that savage power.
At the summit, the Ancient Heavenly Demon Python that Qing Lin had subdued with her Triple Jade-Green Snake Flower Pupils remained coiled in place. Its enormous body resembled a black hill, and its hideous head occasionally rose to spew billowing black mist.
A chilling aura that inspired dread mingled with the mist, shrouding the entire peak in a hazy shadow. From afar, it looked like a sleeping predator ready to devour anyone who approached, radiating a warning to keep away.
Over the course of that day, two groups did indeed follow the energy fluctuations to this place.
The first consisted of three Dou Zun experts traveling together. While still a thousand zhang from the peak, they