A day later, Xia Ping and the others finally arrived at the Blood Mist Forbidden Land.
The moment they drew near this forbidden land, they discovered that a sea of blood mist blanketed a vast expanse. Its borders seemed endless as it seeped through the void; no one knew just how large this forbidden land truly was.
At the same time, this blood mist seemed to contain a power that interfered with divine consciousness. The slightest probe of divine sense would immediately be eroded by the blood mist, which even transmitted terrifying demonic qi that corroded the soul.
"Interesting."
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes and activated the Hell Golden Crow Eye within him. At once, he saw that this forbidden land was far from ordinary. It was clearly a saint-grade formation that shrouded the void, with the entire earth covered in dense formation inscriptions.
This was likely the handiwork of the Blood Soul Saint. Only an existence of that caliber could have arranged such a saint-grade formation.
No wonder even the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint did not dare enter and leave the Blood Mist Forbidden Land at will. This might be the Blood Soul Saint's lair, and no one knew what contingencies the Blood Soul Saint had left behind.
But for Xia Ping, it was not nearly so difficult. His eyes pierced the void and saw through illusions, analyzing the mysteries of this formation with absolute clarity, down to the smallest detail.
"Are we really going into the Blood Mist Forbidden Land?"
Fang Xin and the other Soul Clan warriors were deeply uneasy, their hearts filled with dread. The Blood Mist Forbidden Land's savage reputation had long resounded throughout the Azure Sea World, and over countless years, that fearsome name had been branded deep into their hearts.
Everyone knew that this