Just as the two were about to reach the cave entrance, a thunderous rumbling suddenly came from outside. Rolling torrents of blood surged in like a raging tide, crashing head-on into them as they rushed out.
Ximen Mei started in alarm, but it was already too late to form a hand seal and redirect the gale.
The blood ahead surged over her, swallowing her up. Although the gale around her swiftly transformed into a shield of air to protect her, the surrounding forces kept dragging her into an uncontrollable spin.
Wang Yu, however, reacted with lightning speed. He shifted several times in succession, dodging the blood crashing down toward him, then drove hard through his legs and sprang several dozen feet into the air. With a sweep of his arm, his five fingers plunged into the rock overhead like a steel fork, leaving him hanging in midair.
From there, he could see everything inside the cavern clearly.
The blood outside poured endlessly into the cavern like water released from a floodgate, carrying great quantities of thick mud and sand. Meanwhile, the pool was also heaving with waves. Its whirlpool swept the incoming blood into its thunderous rotation, forming an even larger vortex.
In an instant, a bizarre sight filled the cavern: two overlapping whirlpools, one large and one small. The smaller one was milky white, but a pitch-black hole could be dimly seen at its center, its depths unfathomable.
Around it churned the larger, blood-red vortex, sweeping up everything below. Even the surrounding rock walls began to tremble faintly, as though they might collapse at any moment.
Just then, Wang Yu saw a huge crimson wave slam Ximen Mei, still wrapped in her translucent wind shield, straight into the smaller, milky-white whirlpool. As the white pool water whirled madly around