Chen Lin stared at the scene before him in bewilderment.
He was inside a great hall, floating weakly on blood of unknown depth.
As for how he had ended up here...
After the great bird threw him into the Blood River, a wave of blood had happened to sweep him into a hole in the hillside. He had fallen into the Underground Space, where an underground river of blood carried him to this place.
His time was not yet up.
Chen Lin struggled to turn his head and look around.
The hall was enormous but almost empty. Only a massive statue stood in its center: a Golden Giant Ape with both fists clenched, its head thrown back in a howl toward the heavens.
The statue exerted a terrifying pressure and radiated killing intent so dense it seemed tangible.
Yet Chen Lin felt a sense of kinship with it.
He wanted badly to get closer and investigate, but his body would not move. He could only float on the blood, waiting for the current to carry him toward the statue.
Time passed little by little.
Perhaps because the Blood River outside had dried up, the blood underground dwindled and stopped flowing. Chen Lin remained pressed against the rock wall, unable to move an inch.
Hunger rose within him.
It grew stronger and stronger, gradually becoming unbearable. With no other choice, Chen Lin took a mouthful of blood.
Something astonishing happened.
Drinking the blood from the Blood River did not ease his hunger. Instead, it made it worse. The blood also tasted wonderfully sweet, and he could not resist taking another mouthful.
Then he could no longer stop.
He drank mouthful after mouthful.
Finally, he simply plunged his head into the Blood River and let the blood pour into his mouth.
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