Whatever lay inside the sinkhole was beyond imagining, but it was certainly dangerous. It was best to stay away if he could.
For him, the best way to escape was to pass through this pillar of blood and reach the other side of the sinkhole.
Lu Feng had intended to force his way through with all his strength, regardless of what lay inside the blood pillar. Yet no sooner had he put away the Rusty Sword and entered than he encountered a force he could not resist.
A terrifying pressure of mental power swept over him, blanketing heaven and earth. It felt as though countless mountains had descended upon his head, leaving Lu Feng breathless and almost suffocating him.
Within the endless bloody vapor lurked a terrifying corrosive force that devoured every trace of the divine sense Lu Feng extended.
Strands of yellow light descended, interweaving like a net, forming a sturdy barrier that enveloped Lu Feng completely.
It was the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner. All five of the Five Directional Banners had emerged on their own, resisting the terrifying mental pressure and the indescribable corrosive force in the bloody vapor without any prompting from Lu Feng.
Four streams of energy-white, azure, black, and crimson-flew out of the other four banners and poured into the Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner.
According to legend, after the Nine-Headed Heavenly Emperor defeated the Five Sacred Mountains Immortal King, he had stood only a single step away from the legendary position of Supreme.
The Five Directional Banners were the treasures through which he had attained the Dao, their mysteries beyond imagination. Treasures like these were probably already Innate Supreme Treasures, possessing intelligence of their own.
Had Lu Feng's cultivation been sufficient, and had he understood how to use them, he probably would not have faced