Chen Zhao's pupils suddenly turned red.
A red ripple suddenly spread out from Chen Zhao's body.
The red ripple wasn't very eye-catching, but it was impossible to ignore.
When the red ripple spread out, Old Liar and Rowling didn't feel anything strange.
When it touched them, it was only a little warm. That was all.
But the moment the red ripple touched the blood thorns, they evaporated.
Daoless Blood didn't even have many places to hide. The moment the red ripple swept past, his skin was carbonized.
"Ah …" Daoless Blood fell to the ground in pain.
He had already forgotten when was the last time he'd been so heavily injured.
Was it the great battle 20 years ago?
That battle had indeed injured him to the brink of death.
But it definitely hadn't been as pathetic as today.
The kid in front of him was young, but his strength was terrifying.
Rowling and Old Liar's expressions also froze.
They didn't understand why the red ripple didn't hurt them at all when it touched them.
But when it touched Daoless Blood, it would cause such damage.
Daoless Blood's expression changed. He painstakingly healed the burns on his body and pressed his palms against the ground.
In an instant, the color of blood spread out.
Then, the inside and outside of the room turned red.
Even the window was swallowed by the red.
It was like the end of the world.
"This … this …"
At this moment, Old Liar and Rowling were no different.
They didn't know what was happening before them at all.
Chen Zhao was as calm as ever. An alternate space?
Chen Zhao didn't expect Daoless Blood to have developed his own alternate space when he was half a step into the Shang Qing Realm.
It also seemed that this wasn't a simple alternate space.
The place was filled with a thick blood aura, as if it had been washed by a sea of blood.
Chen Zhao looked at Daoless Blood in surprise.
This guy's cultivation wasn't high, but the scale and complexity of this alternate space far exceeded his level.
This alternate space was second only to the Wasteland Market that imitated the layout of Istanbul when Chen Zhao was in Istanbul last time.
This alternate space definitely wasn't created and set up by Daoless Blood himself.
At least, even Chen Zhao couldn't make such a huge and complicated alternate space.
"You're dead." Blood Ancestor Wudao's eyes were filled with determination.
Around Chen Zhao, apart from the room they were in, the entire building and even the entire street had disappeared. They were now in a private space.
In this private space, once one's magic power was exhausted, without the owner's permission, one would not even be able to recover one's magic power by inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy.
Of course, this kind of space could not trap a Shangqing realm master.
Even a Shangqing Realm cultivator would not be able to recover his mana here.
However, a Shangqing Realm expert could break through the alternate dimension and escape.
So, Chen Zhao looked at Daoless in confusion.
"You want to trap me with this space?"
"I know you're an expert in the Shangqing Realm, but this is the Land of the Blood God. No one can escape from here, not even Zhang Tianyi." Blood Ancestor Wudao was very confident about this.
Chen Zhao sensed a tremendous amount of Blood Qi in the center of this place. It was so tremendous that even he could not catch up to it.
A confident smile appeared on Blood Ancestor Wudao's face.
This wasn't any other place.
Outside, he was still half a step into the Shangqing Realm.
But here, he was a true Shangqing Realm cultivator.
And a top Shangqing Realm cultivator.
Here, he was a God, a true God.
Suddenly, Chen Zhao felt the huge mass of Blood Qi in the center of the alternate dimension move.
Then, the ground shook heavily.
What happened next made Rowling and the old liar dumbfounded.
The ceiling of the house had been lifted off.
It was a blood-colored giant that could lift the ceiling with one palm.
The blood-red giant's body was inlaid with obscure golden patterns.
It was over a hundred meters tall and had a thick tail behind it.
"Blood God! He is a true Blood God, a peerless expert in ancient times. The Land of the Blood God is his burial ground. After he died, he refined himself into a small world and turned it into this alternate dimension, "Blood Ancestor Wudao said proudly. Blood Ancestor Daoless said proudly, "I received the Blood God's inheritance, and at the same time, I inherited this space. Here, the Blood God is also a part of my small world."
Blood God? Chen Zhao had never heard of this God before.
But this didn't stop Chen Zhao from being curious about this Blood God.
He was definitely powerful. He was even more powerful than the God of Strength that Chen Zhao had encountered in the abandoned Mount Olympus.
Even if he was already dead, even if he had been dead for who knew how many thousands of years.
This reminded Chen Zhao of the ancient remains that he'd found in the belly of Mount Chogo.
The two weren't exactly strong or weak, but the way they dealt with their deaths clearly had their own characteristics and uniqueness.
In the ancient remains of Mount Chogo, he had used a special circulation method to keep his remains from decaying for thousands of years, and he had also maintained his own small world. However, his essence, Qi, and spirit had long dissipated. Other than the remains, there was nothing left.
The Blood God before him was even more special. He'd refined his own small world and himself into an alternate dimension.
Chen Zhao didn't understand. He was gone and his essence, Qi, and spirit had all dissipated. Why did he leave his body behind?
Was he going to leave it as a memento?
For example, the Blood God before him had been preserved quite well.
He probably had ten to twenty percent of his strength when he was alive.
However, he didn't have any consciousness at all.
In his eyes, he'd been treated like a giant toy by an ant.
If he met someone weak, he'd just bully them.
But now that he'd met Chen Zhao, he'd just be a piece of cake.
If he'd been alive, he might have been able to exchange a few blows with Chen Zhao.
But he was already dead. So … Chen Zhao wondered if he should help him clean up his mess and take over his inheritance, if he still had any.
Chen Zhao looked at the blood-colored giant before him.
Blood Ancestor Daoless seemed to think that Chen Zhao had been scared out of his wits.
This made him quite proud.
Because he'd fought Chen Zhao three times before, he'd always been at a disadvantage.
Now that he saw Chen Zhao scared out of his wits, his confidence skyrocketed again.
Even the burns on his body didn't hurt as much anymore.
Chen Zhao felt it was a pity. Such a huge amount of Blood Qi wasn't life force.
How could Blood Qi gather? He could probably accumulate such a huge amount of life force by killing hundreds of thousands of people.
This thing was used for big moves. It was useless at other times, at least not for Chen Zhao.
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