"Dong~ dong~ dong~"
The little Golden Bell above the blood pool kept ringing clear notes. The Saint Spirit's mutilated body sank to the bottom again and vanished.
"Splash~"
After the body sank, thin streams of blood spilled from the Immortal Pool. Traces of Emperor Blood and shattered bones beside the pool still glimmered faintly, washed out by the disturbance.
Some of the blood seeped into the dark-red ground, while some flowed outward along several dark-red rivulets.
Everything inside the blood pool retained some of its divinity beneath the Golden Bell's radiance. Little of it had dissipated.
Only when a creature's flesh and blood essence flowed into the outside world or seeped underground would the passage of years gradually wear it down to something ordinary.
Seeing this, Jiang Yun had a fair idea why the Nine Heavens Divine Jade in this mine had gained sentience.
Threads of the Saint Spirit's flesh and blood essence had merged into the Dragon Vein, nourishing the Nine Heavens Divine Jade at the mine's heart. Perhaps that was how the jade within had awakened.
The Saint Spirit's flesh and blood essence contained the most primordial runes and Dao laws between heaven and earth. For the Jade Spirits in the mine, no Dao could have suited them better.
All the blood in the pool was Origin Saint Spirit blood produced within its body. Some powerful beings were different: even after death, their bodies kept making blood to nourish their remains.
That was why a mighty being's blood could stain a cliff red or gather into a crimson river. They might not have much blood, but they made it quickly.
"Dong~"
When the Golden Bell saw Jiang Yun still studying the blood pool, it gave a deep toll that rang through his heart like a sudden awakening.
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