“Little sister, do you believe me now?” Chu Feng looked at Yin Zhuanghong.
“It really is the Ancient Blood Refining Pool. There’s actually another entrance to it.”
“Master Yuan Shu is truly remarkable, knowing secrets even our Red Cloak Holy Land was unaware of. No wonder my master respects him so much.”
At this moment, Yin Zhuanghong was full of admiration.
She had always been confident in her eyes.
And indeed, her eyes had repeatedly astonished Chu Feng.
They were a pair of eyes even more perceptive than Chu Feng’s Heavenly Eyes.
But this time, Yin Zhuanghong had miscalculated. She hadn’t expected that beneath the seemingly ordinary spring water, there was indeed another entrance to the Ancient Blood Refining Pool.
At first, everything seemed normal.
But as the two ventured deeper, things started to become abnormal.
The narrow undercurrent passage widened, but various dangerous formations appeared along with it.
Fortunately, Yin Zhuanghong’s eyes began to shine once they entered the Ancient Blood Refining Pool, able to decipher all dangers.
Combined with Chu Feng’s formation techniques, the two overcame obstacles, breaking through almost every barrier.
However, as they drew infinitely close to the formation’s core, they reached a disagreement.
Before Chu Feng and Yin Zhuanghong stood dozens of entrances, each one potentially a path to death.
Yin Zhuanghong used her eyes to observe and chose the nineteenth entrance.
But Chu Feng, using his Heavenly Eyes, selected the twenty-seventh entrance.
Chu Feng believed that to break the formation’s core, they needed to obtain something crucial, and according to his observations, that vital item was within the twenty-seventh entrance.
Yet Yin Zhuanghong firmly believed they shouldn’t waste time and should enter the nineteenth entrance.
The two faced a disagreement, just like the one Chu Feng had with the Secret Cave Saints in the Demon-Slaying Emperor’s Tomb.
Neither could convince the other.
In the end, they had to part ways. Yin Zhuanghong decided to head to the nineteenth entrance alone, while Chu Feng went to the twenty-seventh.
“Take this.”
Just as they were about to separate, Yin Zhuanghong handed Chu Feng a blood-red ruler.
This blood-red ruler was likely a treasure the Red Cloak Holy Land had obtained from the Ancient Blood Refining Pool. Along the way, besides using Yin Zhuanghong’s eyes and Chu Feng’s formation techniques, this ruler had played a significant role.
If the Ancient Blood Refining Pool was a highly dangerous place, this ruler was a treasure that could mitigate some of its risks.
“Keep it. I can manage on my own.”
Chu Feng gave a faint smile, then turned and dashed into the twenty-seventh entrance.
“You…”
Seeing Chu Feng leave decisively, Yin Zhuanghong’s expression grew complex.
Clearly, she didn’t want Chu Feng to go, as she believed the path he chose was likely a dead end.
However, she didn’t hesitate for long, knowing she bore the heavy responsibility of saving the elders of her Red Cloak Holy Land.
So, Yin Zhuanghong gripped the blood-red ruler tightly and plunged into her chosen nineteenth entrance.
Yin Zhuanghong was extremely cautious. Though her spirit techniques weren’t as strong as Chu Feng’s, with the blood-red ruler in hand, she overcame numerous challenges.
And finally, she reached the formation’s core.
Not only did she see the core, but she also noticed a passage behind it. She knew that passage led directly to where the elders of her Red Cloak Holy Land were trapped.
By all accounts, seeing this, Yin Zhuanghong should have been delighted, but she wasn’t.
Instead, she was in great pain, even deeply sorrowful.
“Chu Feng, why didn’t you listen to me?”
“My eyes have never been wrong.”
Yin Zhuanghong clutched the blood-red ruler, her arm trembling.
In her view, since she had chosen correctly, Chu Feng must have chosen wrongly.
Though heartbroken, she knew she didn’t have much time to grieve.
So, she gripped the ruler tightly, channeling her martial power into it.
This was the ruler’s strength: it didn’t require powerful formation energy. With martial power alone, it could convert that power into formation energy.
At least, within the Ancient Blood Refining Pool, it had that effect.
“Break!”
With a loud shout, Yin Zhuanghong hurled the ruler like a sharp blade towards the formation’s core.
The ruler was infused not only with her immense martial power but also her aura. She believed that if the ruler could pierce the core, she could harness its power.
Even if she couldn’t gain its power, piercing the core would create a hole through which she could pass to rescue her elders.
Then, she could lead them to escape through this route.
Clang!
But to her surprise, something unexpected happened.
As the ruler neared the core, the core, previously just a massive wall, suddenly became violent. A scythe-like object shot out from it, and with a single swipe, it sliced the ruler in two.
“This…”
Yin Zhuanghong’s face changed drastically.
She wasn’t just shocked that she failed to pierce the core; she was even more stunned that the ruler was broken.
That ruler was a supreme treasure of the Red Cloak Holy Land.
It would be needed to open the Ancient Blood Refining Pool in the future.
Now that it was broken, how could she explain this to her master?
