Primordial Gods and Devils Realm

Mo Chen stopped idling and began relentlessly bombarding the ground, excavating Blood Soul ore.

Wherever he passed, he left nothing behind, sweeping away every last piece of Blood Soul ore and collecting it all.

In less than half an hour, he had excavated more than two hundred billion fist-sized Blood Souls.

That was already over twice the number of Nether Souls the Death God of the Netherworld had compensated him for!

"I'm rich, I'm rich! I've struck it rich again!"

Mo Chen grinned from ear to ear. "With this much Blood Soul ore, I'll have enough to cultivate for a long time."

More importantly, the Blood Soul ore here seemed inexhaustible.

He had already excavated so much, yet the land ahead was still covered in swathes of dense crimson.

So Mo Chen worked even harder!

Like a diligent old farmer transformed, he bent over with his head lowered, determined to haul away every last Blood Soul from this place.

However, just after he collected another hundred billion or so pieces of Blood Soul ore, an immensely powerful aura suddenly came from the direction of the Blood Pool Demon Tree.

"A human?! How could a human have broken in here?!"

A low, majestic voice rang out in fury.

Immediately afterward, an enormous crimson figure slowly rose from the direction of the demon tree, as though a demon god had descended.

Mo Chen looked up and saw that the crimson figure stood a million zhang tall, its entire body covered in blood-red scales. Two horns grew from its head, and scarlet light flickered in its eyes. It was clearly an exceedingly powerful blood demon.

Is this the core guardian of the Blood Pool Demon Tree?

A trace of gravity flashed through Mo Chen's eyes.

He could sense that this demon's strength far