Inside a secluded cavern within the Azure Divine Realm, blood Qi filled the air, and the thick, pungent smell of blood was enough to turn the stomach.
At this moment, there were dozens of people inside the cavern. They were all young men dressed in black robes, with blood fiend Qi surging from every single one of them.
In front of the crowd of black-robed youths, deep within the cavern, sat a blood pool ten zhang across. Piles of corpses ringed the outer perimeter of the pool—some belonged to fierce beasts, while many others belonged to young prodigies.
If Su Mo were here, he would undoubtedly have recognized two familiar faces among those corpses: Leng Yunfeng of the Wu Ning Kingdom and Third Prince Jia Yuanji of the Eastern Sheng Kingdom.
Every single corpse had been disemboweled. Some had long since bled dry and turned into mummies, while others had died only recently, their scarlet blood pouring incessantly into the blood pool. The scene was utterly cruel and gruesome.
A vast amount of blood had already gathered within the pool, churning endlessly. At the very center of the blood water, a person sat cross-legged.
This was a young man of around seventeen or eighteen years of age. His complexion was fair, even slightly pale, and his features were quite handsome, but he had a head of striking blood-red long hair. Even his eyebrows were blood-red, giving his entire person an eerie and sinister aura.
The blood-haired youth was cultivating within the blood water, absorbing the majestic blood essence it contained.
At that moment, a black-robed youth on the edge of the blood pool stepped forward, cupped his fists toward the blood-haired youth in the pool, and said respectfully, "Blood Son Highness, just now two more of us have fallen!"
Hearing