Deep inside the underground cavern.
Crimson rays spilled in every direction, filling the entire cavern with an eerie air.
At the bottom of the cavern, a crimson Pill Furnace bobbed up and down, with blood-red flames blazing beneath it.
Bubble, bubble.
As the lid rattled, wisps of a rich, bloody odor seeped from the Pill Furnace.
Beside the Blood-Colored Pill Furnace sat a middle-aged cultivator in black robes, his legs crossed, his eyes tightly shut, and his face pale.
This cultivator was none other than Xu Yan, who had fled into the cavern.
Three days later, Xu Yan slowly opened his eyes. After swallowing large quantities of Healing Pills, he had recovered from most of his injuries.
Though a stabbing pain still lingered throughout his meridians, he could no longer stay here.
With a beckoning gesture, he drew the Blood-Colored Pill Furnace into his hand. Gently lifting the lid, he saw that it was more than half full of cultivators' blood essence, glistening like agate.
"I'll need the blood essence of at least another dozen cultivators to form a Blood Demon Pill."
Though the blood essence in the furnace was considerably thicker than before, it still showed no sign of forming a pill, leading him to that conclusion.
"The Blood Demon Pill is my only way to increase my strength quickly right now!" Xu Yan's expression grew grave.
Though demonic methods were fierce and overbearing and might damage his foundation slightly, at this point, growing stronger and staying alive were all that mattered to him.
The cultivators of the Six Immortal Sects were like a fishbone lodged in his throat. One careless move, and he could perish in the Ancient Ruins Battlefield.
His foremost goal now was to escape the Ancient Ruins Battlefield. Killing Chen Lie was no longer so