"Wah!" A female martial artist vomited desperately.
Her body was badly mutilated and her face could not be seen clearly. However, the scene in front of her and her internal injuries made her violently nauseous.
Everyone was suffering from various discomforts, but they were slowly getting better.
Because everyone knew that they were safe now. They had survived the calamity.
There was nothing more comforting and joyful than surviving.
Xiang Wuxing looked down, especially Yang Qingxuan. He stared at him for a while, but did not say anything. He turned around and stepped into the void with Yiyi, disappearing.
Before Yiyi left, she gave Yang Qingxuan a big thumbs up, giving him a great encouragement.
"We won … We won …" Qin Xiaoyu muttered to herself.
She could not believe it. She fell to the ground with a plop and lay on her back, tears of joy flowing down her face.
At this time, some people began to pick up the treasures and various storage devices on the ground.
Yang Qingxuan was not willing to fall behind. He swallowed elixirs in big mouthfuls and used his Fiery Golden Eyes to collect dozens of storage devices.
The geniuses who were watching the battle from afar felt lingering fear after witnessing the terrifying scene. They all came to their senses and hurriedly flew over to join the ranks of the people picking up the treasures.
Everyone had a tacit understanding. They kept a certain distance from each other and guarded against each other to avoid conflict. Especially the Martial Cultivators who had experienced the battle, they were extremely vigilant. They maintained a vacuum around themselves and hurriedly retreated when someone came over.
Soon, the battlefield was completely occupied by the newcomers.
Because those who had participated in the battle were all seriously injured, and many of them were like lamps that had run out of oil, no one dared to fight with the newcomers. After picking up a few things, they hurriedly flew away.
It was not easy to survive. They did not want to lose their lives because of a conflict of interest.
Yang Qingxuan did not dare to stay. After picking up dozens of items, he signaled Qin Xiaoyu, Luo Tinglan, and some of his other friends to tactfully retreat.
Indeed, not long after, a battle broke out again because of a conflict of interest.
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"Half the time has passed. There are still more than 40 days before the training ends. Let's find a place with dense Chaotic Qi to recuperate and recover our strength first."
Yang Qingxuan led a few people and quickly left the battlefield, beginning to search for the gathering place of the Primal Chaos Qi.
After flying for several hours, everyone was already extremely exhausted. It was difficult for them to even maintain flight.
Suddenly, Yang Qingxuan lowered his head and looked at a valley below. He pointed and said, "Let's go to that valley and take a look. We can recover some strength while we're at it."
The group of eight immediately dove down and entered the valley.
It was just that a few large mountains sat together, forming a valley. Some plants grew sporadically inside, and the Spirit Qi was not abundant.
However, everyone was like a lamp that had run out of oil. They couldn't care less about the Spiritual Qi. They each found a place to sit down cross-legged and began to recuperate from their injuries.
Yang Qingxuan's gaze fell on the plants, one by one. He walked to a short plant and plucked a leaf.
Immediately, a bright red liquid flowed out, just like human blood.
Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank as he revealed a look of shock. Of course, he recognized that the red liquid was not blood, but blood in the first place.
He dripped a drop of blood from the leaf onto his palm, and it was directly absorbed by his palm.
A vigorous force flowed along the blood in his body, and was quickly absorbed by his body. It was incomparably pure.
Yang Qingxuan was full of surprise. He completely uprooted the plant. The roots were full of pure blood, containing extremely strong energy.
He uprooted several plants in a row, and they were all the same.
Luo Tinglan and the others also noticed the abnormality. They were all shocked and became alert.
A warrior with a pale face suggested, "Why don't we leave this place and find a safe place to rest? This Stormy Canyon is really too strange."
Yang Qingxuan said, "You guys leave first."
Everyone looked at each other. Qin Xiaoyu made a gesture to retreat, and said to Yang Qingxuan, "You be careful."
She led the others into the air and landed on a nearby mountain. While circulating her Spirit Qi to recuperate from her internal injuries, she also paid attention to Yang Qingxuan.
They knew that if they stayed, they would only be a burden.
Yang Qingxuan looked at the location of the plants and did not find anything strange. Then, he began to dig the soil under one of the plants.
Soon, the bright red soil was dug out, and it was all stained with blood.
However, the blood did not have a fishy smell, nor did it have any other strange force. It was just pure blood, very pure.
After digging out a large piece of bloody soil, he finally felt something strange. He carefully dug it out, and there was a stone tablet standing there.
Yang Qingxuan's palm overflowed with Primal Chaos Force, and he wiped it from the top of the stone tablet.
Immediately, flashing golden words appeared: Suppress the Blood River forever!
There were also some small words below, and they flickered and disappeared immediately.
Yang Qingxuan's physical strength was also maintained at an extremely low state, so he did not have much strength to make the runes appear. However, the moment they appeared, he saw everything, and he could not help but be shocked.
Beneath the stone tablet was a river of blood.
Back then, on the eve of the Primal Chaos Era's destruction, countless terrifying battles broke out in the universe, especially around the center of the universe. Thousand Realms Whirling experts fell like ants, and rivers of blood flowed, causing a huge amount of resentment and filth to spread around the Primal Chaos Continent.
Therefore, the Venerable Emperor of that generation led the blood of these experts to this place and refined this stone tablet to suppress it, purifying the resentment and filth in the blood.
"So it's a purification pool."
When Yang Qingxuan's hand touched the jade tablet, he could feel a purifying force that calmed his body and mind.
He continued to dig along the stone stele. An hour later, he saw a river of blood below the ground. It was like a meridian network of blood vessels, spreading all over the ground.
The blood was as transparent as gemstones, pure and flawless, without a trace of filth.
Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed, and the blood in his body could not help but flow faster, as if it wanted to merge with this world of blood.
He formed hand seals, and countless drops of blood gushed out from his body and flowed around his body. Soon, he turned into a blood man that slowly walked into the blood river and merged with it.
Ripples spread out from the river of blood, purifying the blood that had just merged into the river. Gurgling sounds could be heard.
Yang Qingxuan entered a state of selflessness. His blood flowed through the blood river, and his Divine Sense and perception gradually merged with it. Soon, it became incomparably mysterious.
In addition to his heart becoming extremely calm and his body feeling abnormally comfortable, there were also some strange images that appeared in his mind.
These were the memories that remained in the blood.
After the various battles in the past, the memories in the blood were extremely chaotic and numerous. However, after so many years of purification and fusion, the blood of various experts had intimately mixed together, fusing into one. Large amounts of memories were also lost along with the dissipation of resentment and filth. Only an extremely small number of images remained in some of the blood.
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