Qin Feng listened and nodded slightly. After all, this matter was connected to Pangu.
The great god Pangu had created the world. Without him, this entire Primordial World wouldn't even exist.
The commotion it would cause if it truly happened in this world was easy to imagine.
Qin Feng took a deep breath and stepped inside without hesitation.
But when he appeared in that space, he discovered that he was in the middle of a starry sky.
All around him was darkness so oppressive it could drive a person mad.
Yet before him, there seemed to be a place resembling a ball of light.
Within that halo was a patch of crimson, and a thick smell of blood wafted from it.
Qin Feng approached the ball of light and saw that it contained nothing but thick, viscous blood.
Yet this liquid, which looked like blood, contained an astonishing energy.
If he could absorb some of this power, Qin Feng's achievements would surely rival those of a saint.
But that was only wishful thinking.
Looking at the surging power within, Qin Feng knew he couldn't enter it himself.
At that moment, he understood why the Qilin had said this was also a test.
Without some means of his own, he might not even be able to enter. He wouldn't be able to withstand the power even by absorbing it from the pool's edge.
A hint of hesitation crossed Qin Feng's face. After a moment's thought, he decided not to enter.
Instead, he sat cross-legged at the edge and, with a thought, began circulating the Primordial Heaven's Decree.
A violent force of attraction emerged from within him, spreading over the Pangu Blood Pool.
But Qin Feng controlled it with exquisite precision, drawing off only a portion of the power and pulling it