“I have a question. Has the power within the Ancient Blood Refining Pool always remained constant, or has there been a time when it significantly weakened?” Chu Feng asked.
“Now that you mention it, it did weaken once.”
“I heard from my master that, about a few hundred years ago, the power in the Ancient Blood Refining Pool was terrifying. Back then, we couldn’t even think about opening it.”
“The Ancient Blood Refining Pool at that time was far too violent, making it impossible to access.”
“But suddenly, one day, its power weakened, and not just a little—it weakened dramatically.”
“That’s exactly why my master thought we had a chance to open the Ancient Blood Refining Pool,” Yin Zhuanghong said, her expression suddenly changing as she asked, “Could it be that someone took the treasures from the pool back then?”
“Very likely,” Chu Feng replied.
“Then… who could it have been?” Yin Zhuanghong frowned.
“Who it was doesn’t matter anymore. Don’t dwell on it. Ancient relics don’t belong to anyone—they go to the strong,” Chu Feng advised.
He said this because he could see how much importance the Red Cloak Holy Land placed on the Ancient Blood Refining Pool.
But what could they do?
At a time when the Red Cloak Holy Land thought it impossible to open the pool, someone had taken its supreme treasure.
It was clear that person’s strength far surpassed the pool itself.
If the Red Cloak Holy Land sought trouble with them, it would be asking for suffering.
“You’re right. I just don’t know if my master and the elders will be willing to let it go. They value the Ancient Blood Refining Pool too much,” Yin Zhuanghong said.
“Survive first, then worry about that.”
Chu Feng’s brows furrowed as he spoke.
His concern stemmed from the fact that this path was much longer than he had expected.
Even though he had now gained the power of the formation’s core, which was immense and made him incredibly fast, he still felt the path ahead was endless.
Moreover, Chu Feng could sense only a few things, mostly guardian formations.
He couldn’t sense the current state of the Red Cloak Holy Land’s people.
But he could feel one guardian formation, activated by an outsider. Chu Feng believed it was likely the sanctuary for the Red Cloak Holy Land’s elders.
Yet, that guardian formation was under attack by another external force and was now on the verge of collapse.
Most importantly, though Chu Feng had gained the core’s power, he wasn’t omnipotent. He couldn’t use it to reinforce that guardian formation.
The only thing he could do was reach the scene before the formation was broken. Otherwise, even with the core’s power, he might not be able to save the Red Cloak Holy Land’s elders.
…
Boom, boom, boom—
Continuous roars echoed.
A guardian formation was under intense assault.
“Supreme Elder, what do we do?”
Cries of fear rang out incessantly.
Unease, terror, fear, and even sobbing filled the air with negative emotions.
It turned out that not only the elders of the Red Cloak Holy Land were present, but also its disciples.
After discovering many had been slaughtered, the Red Cloak Holy Land realised someone might be targeting the Ancient Blood Refining Pool, and that someone was likely the All-Heaven Sect.
If the All-Heaven Sect made a move, it wouldn’t just be about seizing the pool—they’d likely aim to eradicate the Red Cloak Holy Land.
Thus, the Supreme Elder had brought all the elders and disciples to the Ancient Blood Refining Pool, using the formation as a refuge.
They awaited the return of their sect leader.
But unexpectedly, their attackers weren’t from the All-Heaven Sect. However, because the attackers had massacred indiscriminately, refining vast amounts of blood soul energy, their power became exceptionally strong within the pool, even though their own cultivation wasn’t particularly high.
In this situation, even the guardian formation couldn’t hold up.
“This must be fate.”
The Supreme Elder of the Red Cloak Holy Land closed her eyes.
She had given up hope, knowing that even she couldn’t stand against the enemy.
This was heaven’s will for their demise, and she could do nothing to change it.
Boom—
Another deafening explosion came, and the guardian formation protecting the elders and disciples of the Red Cloak Holy Land finally shattered.
As it broke, an army of nearly a hundred thousand appeared before them.
These people weren’t from the All-Heaven Sect, as they wore black robes and masks, looking far more sinister.
Of course, their appearance alone didn’t prove they weren’t from the All-Heaven Sect, as they could be disguised.
The certainty came from earlier encounters where the Red Cloak Holy Land’s elders had fought them, and their techniques were clearly not those of the All-Heaven Sect.
If it were just one or two, it might be a coincidence, but many used techniques unrelated to the All-Heaven Sect, yet strikingly similar to each other.
All signs pointed to them being from the same sect.
