"Such a powerful aura!"
"Even the weakest are at the Early-Spiritual Connection Realm. Young friends, be careful!"
Sensing the immense surging blood energy within these Blood Corpses, the True Person cultivator warned everyone.
"If anything goes wrong, immediately hide in the wooden box."
"Got it, Big Brother!"
Before the battle began, Yang Yuanhong reminded Dongfang Yinghao once more.
Before they had been sucked into this place by the spatial rift, the Immortal Venerable's final Thought Transmission had told him that this place was called the Blood Demon Blessed Land.
Since it was a Blessed Land, it was bound to possess Dao Principles different from those of the outside world.
Yet, from the looks of it, everyone's cultivation realm had not been affected, which meant that these Blessed Land Dao Principles influenced other aspects.
Without knowing the full story, they had to be all the more cautious.
Hundreds of Blood Corpses burst from the sea of blood, howling as they charged at the group.
These Blood Corpses resembled Old Demon in the Clouds' turbid-water poisonous corpses. They could not use spells and could only attack with their physical bodies.
Though they lacked that troublesome poison, their physical bodies were somewhat stronger, and their numbers were far greater.
Fortunately, the seven people present were all quite powerful, so dealing with these Blood Corpses was not a problem.
Three of the Blood Corpses possessed auras comparable to a True Person, and the True Person cultivator took the initiative to meet them in battle.
The remaining six also tacitly formed up in the air, beginning to withstand the Blood Corpses' onslaught.
But before long, everyone discovered in astonishment that whenever they cut down a Blood Corpse, the blood energy on its body would burrow into their own bodies, then transform into a thread of