The group traveled at a leisurely pace, stopping and starting along the way. Whenever they encountered a lone ferocious beast, they cleared it out. Occasionally, they also aided small clans whose homes had been destroyed by beast tides, directing them toward relatively safe routes or teaching them a few simple protective formations.
During their casual conversations, Lin Jiu and Lin Shi would also ask Li Zhu and Minghe what the Phoenix Clan and the Blood Sea were really like. While they had been in Kirin Clan territory, Madam Xuan Ji had already told them many stories about the three strongest clans of the Prehistoric World, but they knew very little about the mysterious Blood Sea. Now that Minghe, a native of the Blood Sea, was right beside them, the two youngsters could not help pestering him to tell them stories about it.
"Minghe, what does the Blood Sea look like? Is it really boundless?"
"Is the Blood Sea really so filthy? Then why are you so clean?"
"Is the Blood Sea really filled with blood? How many people would have to die for there to be so much blood?"
Listening to those childish questions, Minghe recalled his homeland, and an indescribably complicated look flashed through his blood eyes.
"The Blood Sea was formed from Great God Pangu's navel. It is where the utmost yin and filth of the Prehistoric World gather. Endless filthy blood, karma, remnant souls, and resentment from throughout heaven and earth converge there. The Blood Sea is vast and boundless, with heaven-soaring blood waves and a foul scent everywhere. Ordinary creatures that enter it will have their Primordial Spirits tainted and their physical bodies corroded in an instant, becoming part of the Blood Sea. Even Golden Immortal Experts who fall into it will eventually have their