The blood boat did not linger on the outskirts.
Instead, it flew straight toward a blood-colored mountain range deep within the island.
Jagged rocks jutted from the mountains, and vegetation was sparse.
Many peaks had an eerie dark-red hue, as though they had been steeped in blood.
The air was also thick with the stench of blood and rust.
Xu Xuan sensed that the spiritual energy here was extremely chaotic. "That is our Blood Baleful Sect's headquarters, the Blood Baleful Mountain Range."
"And the mountain belonging to our Blood River lineage is the tallest of those three peaks. It is called Withered Bone Peak."
Blood Pupil pointed toward three unusual peaks at the center of the mountain range.
One stood particularly tall, dark red from top to bottom, its summit blanketed in white snow, as though piled from countless pale bones.
Withered Bone Peak!
The name alone conveyed a chilling baleful aura.
The blood boat descended halfway up Withered Bone Peak.
Below lay a platform on a specially cleared patch of ground.
Several stone statues of ferocious demonic beasts stood along its edges, blood-red light gleaming in their eyes, as though they held some divine essence.
Xu Xuan sensed an extremely powerful baleful aura emanating from them.
These things likely had no ordinary origins.
The blood boat had barely landed when several cultivators wearing Blood Baleful Sect disciple robes came forward to greet them.
Upon recognizing Blood Pupil, they all lowered their heads and bowed respectfully.
"Greetings, Elder Blood Pupil!"
Blood Pupil waved a hand and led Xu Xuan straight into the depths of the mountain.
Along the way, Xu Xuan saw many cultivation cave abodes.
Their style was completely unlike anything he had seen before.
Some had skulls hanging at their entrances, others had coffins set outside, and still