Chapter 652: Blood and Fortune

One hour later.

Led by the old man, the group arrived at the end of the river channel.

Looking forward, the field of vision suddenly became vast.

Gazing out, it was an endless, boundless ocean.

The sea surface was calm and very clear.

Of course, this was only the appearance seen by others.

In the eyes of Wang Jianqiang.

This was, however, a sea of blood.

A sea of blood formed by the gathering of the blood of living beings.

It was only because an Array had been set up to conceal that monstrous bloody aura and its true form.

In his eyes.

Not only was the seawater blood-red.

Even the space here had been dyed the color of blood by the blood aura.

And he did not know if it was an illusion.

He always felt that this place was somewhat different.

It seemed to have a sense of being severed from other places.

What exactly does this Divine Fire Alliance want to do?

When Luo Yunshang entered here back then, was she also brought here just like them?

Only, at that time, this sea of blood shouldn't have been here, right?

A look of contemplation flashed through his eyes.

"Senior, is this our place of cultivation?"

Just at this moment.

In the crowd, a young man in blue, after carefully examining the surroundings, looked at the old man with some confusion, "The Spirit Qi in this Forbidden Land is indeed very dense, but it seems it doesn't reach the level we have after using a Spirit-Gathering Formation in the outside world."

"Cultivating here seems to be not even as good as the outside world, right?"

"Could it be that this place has some special features?"

Hearing this, the group looked at the old man one after another, all revealing expressions of confusion.

Facing the gazes of the group.

The old man suddenly started to laugh.

"Special?"

"That's right, this place is very special."

"Forgive this junior for being dull, I failed to see it; I ask for Senior's guidance."

The young man in blue spoke again.

Hearing this, the smile on the old man's face grew even richer.

"Because here, many heaven-gifted geniuses have died."

"Among them, many had talent that far exceeded yours."

Hearing the old man's words, Wang Jianqiang's pupils constricted.

What does this mean?

Could it be...

Thinking of a certain possibility, a killing intent almost burst out from his body.

But this matter had not been confirmed after all.

He secretly took a breath and quietly restrained the killing intent in his heart.

The old man's words stunned the group.

The young man in blue pondered for a moment and said thoughtfully, "Does Senior mean that the experts of your sect all choose this place as their burial ground before they fall?"

The group suddenly realized upon hearing this.

That's right.

Those who can become high-level members of the Divine Fire Alliance, which one of them wasn't a heaven-gifted genius when they were young?

This senior must mean exactly that, it's just that the wording was a bit euphemistic.

They almost didn't react in time.

Just as thoughts were swirling in the hearts of the group, they suddenly saw the old man shake his head.

"No, no, no."

"The heaven-gifted geniuses I spoke of who died are just like you—in the prime of their youth and at the height of their fortune, they were drained of their fresh blood and stripped of their fortune, dying miserably right here."

He did not know if it was an illusion.

The group suddenly discovered that the old man's smile no longer held the gentleness from before.

Instead, it faintly revealed a trace of eeriness that made people shudder.

A sense of unease suddenly surged in the hearts of the group.

At the same time, they retreated several yards.

"Senior, I don't want to cultivate anymore; I want to leave this place."

One person swallowed a mouthful of saliva and spoke up.

"Senior, I don't want to cultivate here anymore either."

"Me too."

……

Hearing those voices coming from the crowd.

The smile on the old man's face grew increasingly eerie.

"Leave?"

"No, no, no. The General Alliance Leader went to such lengths to trick you people who possess Qi Luck into coming here, so how could he let you leave?"

"You..."

"None of you are leaving!"

As soon as the words fell.

A beam of blood-colored light suddenly shot up into the sky from the Xue Hai below, transforming into a cage-like screen of blood-colored light, enveloping everyone within it.

The crowd's expressions turned to shock, and they hurriedly launched attacks at the cage.

Boom~

Boom~

……

Attack after attack landed continuously on the Xuese Qiulao, setting off a series of violent, booming sounds.

However, facing the crowd's attacks.

The blood-colored light screen remained completely motionless.

The crowd had no choice but to stop their attacks in dejection.

Drip~

Drip~

……

Just at this moment.

It suddenly began to rain in the sky.

The crowd was stunned, and then their expressions turned to shock.

This was no rain.

It was clearly drop after drop of fresh blood.

The blood rain fell harder and harder, eventually turning into a torrential downpour.

A thick, nauseating scent of blood instantly permeated this space.

"Look down there!"

Just at this moment.

A terrified voice suddenly came from the crowd.

The crowd instinctively looked downward, and then their pupils shrank in succession.

Below them.

That boundless ocean had, at some unknown time, turned into a Xue Hai.

This Xue Hai was not created by an illusion, nor was it caused by the seawater being stained red by the blood rain.

Rather, that endless ocean was originally formed from fresh blood!

Xue Hai.

Blood rain.

A monstrous, bloody aura.

At this moment.

This world seemed to have transformed into a blood prison.

"Has it finally begun?"

The old man looked down at the ocean beneath his feet.

Watching the slowly rising sea level, a look of fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

He pointed a finger toward the sea.

A streak of Spirit Light submerged into the Xue Hai.

The next moment.

The originally calm Xue Hai suddenly surged violently.

A moment later.

A crimson, bloody Altar rose from the Xue Hai, slowly hovering in mid-air.

The old man looked at the people in the Xuese Qiulao, "You all should offer up your own blood and Qi Luck!"

As soon as the words fell.

He grabbed toward the crowd with his palm.

The blue-robed youth who had previously questioned him suddenly flew uncontrollably out of the blood-colored light screen, was captured into his palm, and had his neck gripped.

Then, as if tossing trash, he threw him casually onto the Altar.

The moment the blue-robed youth landed on the Altar, a burst of red light erupted from it.

The thick blood-colored light instantly submerged the blue-robed youth.

His body floated up involuntarily.

Under the impact of the blood-colored light, the blood within his body flowed out continuously, forming a figure made entirely of blood above his body.

When the blood figure was completely formed, his physical body no longer had a single drop of blood, turning into a shriveled corpse.

Following that.

That person's Nascent Soul was forcibly restrained and pulled out.

Under the scouring of the blood-colored light, it slowly vaporized.

During this process, the shrill, miserable screams never ceased.

Seeing this, the look of terror on the faces of the crowd grew even more intense.

When the blue-clothed youth's Nascent Soul completely vanished.

A profound and mysterious aura emerged.

After this aura appeared, it was about to dissipate immediately.

But under the shroud of the blood light, it was temporarily constrained, and then it landed on that blood-formed figure.

Like water and milk blending together, they naturally merged into one.

After merging with that strange aura, the blood-formed figure suddenly emitted a faint radiance.

Wang Jianqiang saw this scene and suddenly thought of the old man's words.

His gaze flashed.

What the other party wanted to collect was blood and destiny.

Could that profound power be destiny?

What are they collecting blood and destiny for?