The River of Forgetfulness Blood River suddenly began to churn, its waters surging violently. This was not because the Supreme Powerhouse had spoken, but because, after a long journey through the void, the outline of a blood-colored city had appeared ahead.
Seemingly endless darkness surrounded it, and only its red was dazzling.
An invisible, powerful force obstructed the Blood River's advance. Inexplicable whispers sounded in the air, as though issuing some kind of warning.
Yet the Blood River rolled on without pausing, almost brutally tearing through every obstruction as it advanced imperiously through the pitch-black ocean of Baleful Qi.
At that moment, the Supreme Powerhouse with the indistinct face aboard the Blood River had also locked onto Jiang Chen.
The Blood River's sudden upheaval had made him pause for an instant rather than attack immediately. Only after the river swept aside the obstructions and stabilized did his cold voice ring out again.
"I'll give you a chance. Use every trump card you have and everything at your disposal. Don't die without even getting your chance."
Many of those around them could not help muttering to themselves. Could someone of this stature really make such an elementary mistake?
The Blood River was already very close to the Blood-Colored City and might collide with it in just a few breaths. If that king from the Nine Provinces managed to stall until they reached the Restricted Zone's barrier, this would become an enormous joke.
Everyone knew that the Sub-Restricted Zone randomly teleported powerful individuals to various areas according to their strength.
This was not designed for the powerful individuals entering the Restricted Zone. According to ancient records, the Sub-Restricted Zone drew departed souls from the Mortal World and assigned them to different places according to the depth of their resentment.
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