"Not good! He means to seize the origin of the Divine Source Immortal Fetus!"
Seeing the Demon Race Mighty One charge straight toward the Blood Lake, the Half-Step Mighty Ones who had been hesitating all recoiled in alarm.
The Divine Source Immortal Fetus had seized the fortune of heaven and earth and devoured all the destruction here, seeking to reverse life and death in one unparalleled gamble, only to perish in the end.
Endless destruction, defiance, murderous intent, and hatred had all become that lake of blood.
That Blood Lake was also the center of this realm.
After exhausting all its fortune, the origin of the Divine Source Immortal Fetus had fallen into the Blood Lake as well, giving rise to a tremendous, unseen killing force.
None of them dared approach recklessly, afraid of triggering a death trap.
Yet now, the Demon Race Mighty One strode forward fearlessly, intent on claiming the divine source and transforming into a dragon.
If he succeeded, this world might gain another Dao-Slaying King.
"We cannot let him succeed!"
Almost instantly, the same thought flashed through the minds of the Half-Step Mighty Ones.
If he succeeded, they feared they would have no chance of survival left.
The Half-Step Mighty Ones exchanged glances, then fixed their eyes on the Demon Race Mighty One.
Divine power erupted around them, gathering before their bodies as though they might unleash a heaven-shaking strike at any moment.
In truth, it was not just them. Almost every powerful cultivator here had turned their gaze toward the Demon Race Mighty One.
Even the Yuhua Divine Son and Li Qingyue instinctively turned to look toward the Blood Lake.
As though sensing everyone's attention, the Demon Race Mighty One swept his gaze around, divine radiance shining in his eyes.
The next instant, his entire