"What... was that aura just now?"
In a mountain swamp, an old man suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with suspicion.
His cultivation had already reached the Endless Supreme realm. Even throughout the entire Strongest Starry Sky, he was among the most powerful beings. Yet that aura had appeared far too swiftly.
At the time, he had still been in seclusion.
He had only sensed that some sort of aura seemed to have appeared, but before he could probe it, it had already vanished without a trace.
No matter how powerful his cultivation was, he had no way to truly seize hold of it.
Much less determine what kind of aura it had been, or where exactly it had come from.
This was an island at the heart of a lake, likewise nestled between several great mountains. The existence of the lake island seemed more like a miracle that should never have appeared.
At the center of the island lay a Blood Pool.
Around the Blood Pool, one could see the strange skeletons of vicious beasts. Anyone with ordinary cultivation would have been utterly unable to tell from the shapes of those bones what kind of creatures they had once been.
Within a pavilion at the center of the Blood Pool sat a young man whose features could not be clearly seen.
The young man appeared to be only around twenty years old. His features were refined, and dressed in a white robe, he gave off the air of an elegant young nobleman.
Yet against the backdrop of the Blood Pool and its surrounding bones, his appearance seemed exceptionally eerie.
The young man, who had been cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes.
"World Lord!"
Unlike the old man in the swamp, the young man was not unfamiliar with