The air inside the secret chamber grew unnaturally thick.
The inscriptions on the surface of the Black Iron Case writhed furiously, giving off scraping sounds.
The Water Vein Map hovering in midair blazed with red light. The point marking the Immortal-Burying Abyss swelled violently, threatening to swallow the entire map.
Two forces of the same origin, yet utterly opposed, collided wildly within the chamber.
At the center where red and dark gold light intertwined, a hazy outline slowly emerged.
It was an enormous pool filled with churning dark red liquid.
Screams drifted out of the illusory pool.
They were faint, yet bored straight into everyone's mind, making their scalps prickle.
Old Ancestor Xuanming's face instantly turned deathly pale.
He stared fixedly at the churning phantom of the Blood Pool, his breathing growing harsh and heavy.
The spot on his chest once eaten away by corruption began to ache faintly, and fear engulfed him once more.
"Young Master Zhou!"
Old Ancestor Xuanming whipped his head around, his voice shrill with panic and impatience.
"We've confirmed its location! It's in the Immortal-Burying Abyss! What are we waiting for?"
He took a large step forward, flailing both hands before him, his emotions completely out of control.
"That old hag's cultivation has fallen! This is our once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity! Before the Blood Pool fully takes shape, we should gather every member of the Origin Return Alliance and storm over there to destroy it!"
The more Old Ancestor Xuanming spoke, the more agitated he became. He turned toward Emperor Jiang Wu and the alliance leader, trying to bring them over to his side.
"Old Jiang, Alliance Leader, why are you still standing there? Once she fills the Blood Pool, we're all dead! We should attack now! Even if it costs me this old life, we have