The figures of Qin Chu and the others floated up, finally landing on the mountaintop.
When they saw the mountain basin surrounded by mountains on all sides, everyone except Qin Chu and Little Saye had their pupils contract, their faces went pale, and their stomachs churned once again.
The oppressive atmosphere was palpable, to the point that even their breathing became somewhat labored.
What lay before their eyes was... a gigantic Blood Lake.
Indeed, a lake formed by the gathering of fresh blood.
Due to the enclosure by the surrounding mountains, this blood no longer flowed away but accumulated in the mountain basin, filling it completely.
What they saw was thick, crimson liquid. Even those accustomed to death couldn't help but feel a shiver from the depths of their souls at the sight.
The Blood Lake's color was a bright, glaring red.
The lake's surface was as still as an ancient well, seeming to exist eternally.
