The moment his entire body plunged into the Blood Pool, Mo Shang felt the thick, foul-smelling blood around him corroding his flesh like scorching lava, constantly burrowing into his body.
Mo Shang immediately mobilized the Dou Qi within him to resist the blood, but it did little good. The blood still seeped into his body. Yet it was no longer as terrifying as before: it did not corrode and melt them, but merely carried a savage, horrifying energy...
As soon as the violent energy in the blood entered their bodies, waves of stabbing pain followed. Even their souls were constantly scorched by the energy within the Blood Pool. Coupled with the howls of the souls lurking inside, which had already lost their spiritual intelligence, this proved too much for several of them almost as soon as they entered. Their expressions turned ugly, and those caught unprepared even let out muffled groans of pain...
Standing atop a protruding rock, the "Heavenly Venerable" watched the people soaking in the Blood Pool, a trace of satisfaction crossing his face. He then exchanged a glance with those behind him and said quietly, "Among this batch of disciples, Mo Shang and Chu Yao both have good talent. Keep a close eye on them..."
With those words, the "Heavenly Venerable" vanished. Only Mo Shang and the others in the Blood Pool remained in the underground cavern; no one knew where the rest had hidden themselves...
Inside the Spatial Passage.
"Three Thousand Lightning Illusory Body..."
Xiao Fan looked at the scroll in his hand, excitement flickering in his eyes. After carefully calculating their speed, he estimated that they still had another ten days or so before leaving the Spatial Passage. With nothing else to do, he sank his consciousness into the Three Thousand Lightning Illusory Body scroll