"Feng Xinglie, were you behind all this? What exactly were you after, luring us here?"
The Wei Family's young master demanded an answer. Seeing his clansmen's bloody remains hanging there, he felt fury rise within him.
"Hahaha... Naturally, it was to conduct a blood sacrifice and retrieve the Immortal Artifact and legacy buried in the Blood Pool," Feng Xinglie sneered.
"By doing this, you're offending every Immortal Family. Even the entire Feng Family won't be able to protect you afterward."
Xu Chengdao's eyes were icy. They had all been schemed against, reduced to fodder for someone else's pursuit of fortune.
At that thought, everyone's hair stood on end. The Feng Family's methods were terrifying; they would even water this place with the blood of countless living beings to seize its treasures.
"Heh, if you all die here, who will know I did it?" Feng Xinglie said dismissively.
Then he glanced at the elder beside him and ordered, "Senior Blood Demon, kill them!"
The others froze, their expressions tightening as they looked at the elder.
There was no need to think twice. This man was undoubtedly a peerless expert who had surpassed the heavenly god realm.
His aura alone told them that much. He was unfathomable, his blood energy surging like a boundless ocean.
His eyes were particularly striking, gleaming crimson like two blood moons, piercing and chilling.
"Heh heh..."
Suddenly, the elder moved, letting out a cold chuckle that sent chills down their backs. Lin Fan, Xu Chengdao, the Wei Family's young master, and the others all stiffened.
At that moment, they went cold from head to toe, as though a prehistoric savage beast had fixed its gaze on them. They could not move a muscle.
"Who is this man?" Lin Fan asked in puzzlement. He had donned his immortal