Blood Spider Valley.
The Blood Pool altar on the Rear Mountain.
This altar stood over ninety zhang high, and anyone standing atop it could take in the whole of Blood Spider Valley at a glance.
"Tianze, my son, who wounded you like this?!"
On the altar, an old man in blood-red robes, with a long beard and snow-white hair and whiskers, hurried toward the Young Master of Blood Spider Valley, who was already lying on the ground, and the dying Blood Demon Spider.
The old man was none other than Cinnabar Ink, the Valley Lord of Blood Spider Valley.
"A cultivator! A cultivator from the mountains!"
The Young Master of Blood Spider Valley struggled to sit up as he spoke to Cinnabar Ink.
"A cultivator from the mountains? Weren't you going to marry the Sixth Princess of the White Tree Kingdom? How did you provoke a cultivator from the mountains?"
The old man hurriedly bent down, pressing a hand against the young master's chest to pour internal force into him while questioning him with a face full of astonishment.
"It was all that-she must have brought that mountain cultivator here!"
Zhu Tianze spoke with venomous resentment all over his face.
After saying this, he began vomiting blood in great mouthfuls.
Although the Blood Demon Spider beside him had blocked Xu Taiping's Ox Horn Crashes the Mountain, the fierce Gang Qi on that fist had still struck him hard enough to severely injure his internal organs.
"Go fetch a Blood Pill!"
Cinnabar Ink shouted at a subordinate beside him.
"Father, hurry, hurry and summon the Ancestor! That cultivator followed me here. If I'd been even a little slower just now, he would have caught me."
Zhu Tianze forcibly suppressed his surging blood qi and urgently warned Cinnabar Ink beside him.
"Don't