"Do you mean 'Blood for the Blood God, skulls for the Skull Throne'?"
As one of the "reinforcements" on the day of the beast tide, Gu Rong naturally knew the phrase. He raised an eyebrow, his voice filled with astonishment.
"There really... is a Blood God in this world?"
"He exists. He watches us. He bestows blessings upon true warriors."
Li Shaobai held out his hand and looked at his palm, a hint of bewilderment in his voice.
"After my Martial Soul fully awakened, I clearly sensed those inconceivable beings."
"The Blood God did make me stronger, but..."
The bizarre scenes he had witnessed while near death flashed through his mind, along with his father, who had shone with golden light. Li Shaobai paused.
"Martial Uncle, do you believe gods exist in this world?"
Hearing this, Gu Rong recalled his life once more, then answered.
"Gods... I do know of the Angel God, and there were once rumors of an Ice God in the Far North. But the Blood God... I've traveled the continent myself, yet I've truly never heard of this god."
Martial Uncle... perhaps what I saw wasn't quite the same kind of thing as the gods we have in mind.
While Gu Rong and Li Shaobai spoke, countless gazes still fell greedily upon Xiao Wu behind Li Shaobai.
But with Spirit Hall and the three Titled Douluo present, no one else dared move.
Besides, although a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and a soul bone were fine prizes, the secret behind Li Shaobai and Bi Shuo's ability to unleash Titled Douluo-level combat power was clearly more precious.
The atmosphere remained at an impasse until, after several heavy breaths, the defeated Bi Shuo awakened again.
His purple eyes gazed into the sky, watching the sun gradually rise on