The Snow Bear Demon King followed the gaze toward the Icebound Blood Pool and waved a hand carelessly.
"The Spirit Realm is a boundless sea of people, and the Human Realm has billions of cultivators. They simply happen to look alike. There's nothing strange about that."
"True enough. Plenty of people in this world resemble one another. That is certainly possible."
The Demon King smiled and nodded, pursuing the matter no further.
The Snow Bear Demon King had no patience to spare. He abruptly pressed his great hand downward, and vast Demon Power enveloped the dozens of female cultivators, forcibly thrusting them toward the Icebound Blood Pool below without allowing them to resist.
Splash! Splash! Splash!
Splashes rang out one after another as all the dozens of female cultivators were hurled into the bone-chilling Icebound Blood Pool.
The instant they entered the pool, a brutally piercing power of blood and baleful cold swept through their bodies, invading their meridians and flesh.
That chill was nothing like ordinary ice and snow. It carried the terrifying power to corrode souls and dissolve flesh, freezing their limbs stiff and making their souls tremble.
True Person Xue Yan's teeth chattered uncontrollably. Her entire body went cold, and waves of numbness washed through her soul.
Fortunately, her cultivation was profound and her body sturdy. She could still circulate her magical power, desperately driving her sect's cultivation technique to resist the all-pervading, blood-tainted baleful chill, barely protecting her meridians and soul.
The Snow Bear Demon King stood on the bank of the Blood Pool, quietly looking down at the struggling captives. His eyes darkened as he murmured, "The Icebound Blood Pool devours bodies to nourish the formation. Nothing wears down the will or refines cultivation vessels better. I wonder how long this batch of human cultivators