Chapter 1821: Migration

ence danced like fireflies, scattering everywhere."Kill!" Gu Canyang roared in fury, taking the lead and charging into Feng Huayuan's barracks with his men. At this moment, Feng Huayuan's cultivators...Lu Ye was astonished. He had ventured into places like the Blood Pool before, once searching for the missing Lan Qiyue. But that previous exploration hadn't been anything like today.

So he was completely unprepared, that beneath this pool of blood, there would actually be such a space that wasn't filled with blood.

To be honest, his exploration of the Blood Refining Realm was insufficient. After his victorious expedition to the Blood Refining Realm, he never delved deeper. Back then, his strength was limited, and it wasn't wise to act rashly.

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After his strength gradually grew, he would always come and go in a hurry. He wouldn't have the time or mind to investigate anything about the Blood Refining Realm. He'd rather spend that time cultivating and improving his strength.

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This time, if it wasn't for the refining of Xuezu's blood essence that triggered some kind of response, he wouldn't have come here on purpose.

As the magic surged, fireballs erupted in all directions. In an instant, the vast space was illuminated by a brilliant light.

Lu Ye looked around, then his gaze landed on one side. In his field of vision was a huge elliptical object, gray-brown, like a solid rock.

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Needless to say, Lu Ye knew instantly what the source was in this very moment.

Precious blood!

The blood of the Ancestor!

Deep beneath the Blood Pool at Yu Zhu Peak, within the Blood Refining Realm, a single drop of the Ancestor's blood still remained.

This made his expression instantly solemn. He slowly pressed his hand onto the Pianshan Sword, secretly activating his magical power.

If it weren't for Lao Fang's support, Lu Ye would have been in a very dangerous situation in that battle.

Just like the saying goes, "One bite from a snake and you'll fear a rope for ten years," Lu Ye didn't know what this drop of blood meant. He wondered if it had gained sentience on its own. If it had, things would get very complicated.

Looking at the huge gash on the heart, Lu Ye became more and more curious. What kind of powerful being could have cleaved through Xuezhu This wound, without a doubt, was a scar.

Precious blood hid deep within the wound. Massive figures leaped with agility, charging towards the three. From afar, the wolves' assault seemed like a relentless storm, leaving Tan Sheng and his companions struggling desperately to defend...