The Blood River was countless times smaller than Jiang Changkong had imagined.
He had thought it was a genuine river of blood, but it turned out to be nothing more than a small pool.
"If the information on that stone tablet really was left behind by Daoist Qingfeng, then this Blood River cannot be measured by this pool alone," the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King said gravely.
If the Ginseng Fruit Tree was real, and the Ginseng Fruit essence was real as well,
then there was only one possibility: the Chaos fiendish beasts had occupied the pool and used the Blood River to replace the essence within.
The pressure continued to grow stronger, and the expressions of the three men became increasingly grim.
Yet what shocked them was that, although they could sense that pressure, they felt no terrifying oppression.
It was as though that pressure was not targeting them at all.
They could not help looking at Jiang Changkong. There was a trace of gravity in their expressions, but even more calmness.
Could this man truly be an Immortal Emperor?
Boom
As the Chaos fiendish beasts continued to die, blood surged up from the blood pool, and a crimson figure rose from within.
That pressure stopped increasing as well, reaching its peak.
Mysterious blood divine patterns radiated the incomplete might of a superior god.
"This thing is already close to transforming into an Immortal Emperor." Sun Li's pupils contracted as he said in horror.
"It is indeed close to succeeding. Its divine body has already transformed, and more than half of its law power has transformed as well.
If given time, it will definitely become an Immortal Emperor within three hundred years."
A hint of horror appeared on the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's face as well.
This was what it truly meant