Whoosh!
Wuchenzi conjured a razor-sharp dagger out of thin air and, without hesitation, slashed his wrist. His expression was as cold as a thousand-year-old glacier as he let his bright red blood trickle into the Blood Pool.
After receiving the second person's blood, the red glow within the Blood Pool seemed to come alive. It grew more and more animated, pulsing faster and faster like a wild horse breaking free of its reins.
"Your old man's blood is poison. I wonder if it'll poison this Blood Pool to death?"
Zhao Jiugong joked at his own expense.
He was the third to cut his wrist, letting his slightly greenish blood flow into the Blood Pool.
The green blood fell into the pool and mingled with the others, turning red in the blink of an eye.
Next,
Earth Demon Elder and Blood Rakshasa King both drew blood at the same time.
After the Blood Pool received the blood of five eighth-level Nascent Soul Realm powerhouses, the red glow within it grew even more dazzling, and its pulsing quickened. At the same time, faint spatial fluctuations spread across the air above the seventh-floor Altar.
"Fellow Daoist Chen, what are you waiting for?"
Blood Rakshasa King looked at Chen Changming, sounding a little impatient.
The others also stared at him intently.
"No rush."
Chen Changming smiled faintly and pressed a finger to the skin of his wrist, dragging it hard across.
Whoosh—
His skin was perfectly intact, without so much as a scratch.
"What a hassle..."
Chen Changming shrugged and smiled.
His body was as hard as a Spirit Treasure. Without using all his strength, there was no way he could cut his skin.
Chen Changming took out the Green Lotus Sword and slashed hard at his wrist. His skin split open, and a