Following that Blade Coin here, he actually saw a small stream formed from flowing blood!
What exactly was Yu Beidou doing?
The matter was growing ever stranger and more terrifying.
Jiang Wang could not help but halt.
Yet the Blade Coin continued flying onward above the bloody stream, seeming to intend to trace it upstream.
Jiang Wang hesitated. Yu Beidou had asked for his help, but he had not said whether this would be dangerous. Looking at it now, this was clearly no simple matter...
Suddenly, a voice rang out. "Has the Jiang boy arrived? Hurry and help me!"
Yu Beidou's voice!
The voice carried an echo, as though it came from within some mountain cave.
Jiang Wang instinctively entered the Sound-Hearing Immortal State. Only after confirming that the voice did indeed come from Yu Beidou did he grip his longsword and proceed slowly, following the Blade Coin ahead as he traced the bloody stream upstream.
The more he observed, the more alarmed he became.
This bloody stream was not some dried-up brook that had been filled with blood. Rather, the blood had wound its way through strange rocks and flowed downward, corroding the ground to form this "stream."
In other words, there had originally been no "stream" at all. This blood was still fresh!
How many people would have had to die to provide so much blood? And how had human blood with such corrosive power come to be?
Without another word, Jiang Wang turned and left.
To hell with the Origin Stones, and to hell with that top-tier Outer Tower-level Daoist Art!
Every part of this affair reeked of something sinister, and now it had the stench of blood as well.
The books said that a gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall. Now that Jiang Wang