During this time, they saw many corpses that had been sucked dry. These were all people who had tried to pick the Blood Demon Fruits. In the end, they had all become nourishment for the Blood Demon Vines.
At this moment, they appeared in a huge space. This space seemed to be a huge sea of blood. Huge bubbles appeared in the bottomless sea of blood from time to time and burst on the surface of the sea. A pungent smell of blood and a faint smell of death constantly spread on the surface of the sea.
White tendons, which were tens of thousands of meters wide, crisscrossed in the vast space, covered in blood-sucking vines.
A thick, pillar-like trunk of a Blood Demon Vine was deeply embedded in the sea of blood, constantly absorbing the blood in the sea of blood.
"This … this can't be a heart, right?!" Sun Wen suddenly cried out in shock.
"A heart!" Zhao Yuande couldn't help but be shocked. If this was a heart, then the bloody passage they had walked through these two days must have been a blood vessel. And that vast, dried up sea of blood should be the Dantian Blood Sea.
Zhao Yuande couldn't help but be shocked by the scene he had imagined. If this was true, then how big was this person?
If the Blood Demon Vine that had taken root in this person's heart was a powerful existence in the Immortal Emperor Realm, then didn't this person surpass the Immortal Emperor Realm?
Shouldn't this kind of powerful existence surpassing the Immortal Emperor Realm be eternal and immortal?
But why did he die here, in the training field of the Hun Tian Immortal Kingdom?
What kind of terrifying existence could have killed such a powerhouse?
Why did he feel that kind of familiarity from this expert's heart? Where did this feeling of being from the same source come from?
Questions flooded Zhao Yuande's mind one after another.
"Save me … save me …"
At this moment, that voice appeared in Zhao Yuande's mind again.
"This voice came from … from the Blood Sea." Zhao Yuande sensed the direction of the sound. He sensed that the source of the sound was in the Blood Sea.
"You all wait here." Zhao Yuande looked at everyone. "I'll go down and explore."
"Brother Zhao, I'll go with you!" Sun Yang stepped forward.
"No, I don't feel any danger down there. It might not be good to have too many people. It's safer for me to come and go by myself!" Zhao Yuande patted Sun Yang's shoulder. "Zhao Shisi, you stay with them."
Zhao Yuande nodded to Zhao Shisi.
Seeing that Zhao Yuande was so determined, Sun Yang could only let him be. However, he was praying in his heart that nothing would happen to Zhao Yuande.
In fact, it wasn't that Zhao Yuande didn't feel any danger. Rather, he felt a great danger!
If these people went down, not only would they not be able to help him, they might even die down there!
He jumped into the sea of blood without hesitation.
Suddenly, a strong smell of blood hit him in the face. He used the Law of Water to separate the blood water and slowly dived into the sea of blood.
He didn't know how deep the sea of blood was. He realized that as he dived deeper, the thick Blood Demon Vine became thicker. Countless tiny roots separated from the main trunk of the Blood Demon Vine and danced in the sea of blood, constantly absorbing the blood in the sea of blood.
He followed the main trunk of the Blood Demon Vine all the way down. He dived for a full ten thousand feet before he saw the bottom of the sea of blood.
He also saw the roots that were densely inserted into the ground. Some of these roots were thousands of feet long, while some were hundreds of feet long. They crisscrossed and formed a huge net.
Zhao Yuande also saw the thing that had been calling out to him. It was a thick palm.
At this moment, the palm was emitting a blazing flame. The palm was tightly clenched, as if it was holding some mysterious treasure.
At this moment, the palm was tightly enveloped by a net woven by countless roots.
Although these roots were very afraid of the flames emitted from the palm, they blocked the palm so that it couldn't escape.
"This …"
The palm was emitting endless flames. The palm was tightly clenched …
This scene made him feel very strange. Whose palm was this? What was in the palm?
Zhao Yuande frowned. If he wanted to save this palm, he had to face those roots. If he attacked these roots, would it attract the entire Blood Demon Vine to attack him?
This should be the main root of the Blood Demon Vine. The main root was under attack …
"Who are you? Why are you calling out to me? "Zhao Yuande didn't rush to attack. Instead, he asked.
Since the other party knew to call for help, they should be able to communicate!
Although he knew how unreliable it was to communicate with a hand, he could only try for the time being!
"I am … I am … Who am I … Who are you … Where is this place?"
From his tightly clenched fist, intermittent sounds could be heard. His voice was filled with endless confusion.
However, the moment this voice came out, Zhao Yuande felt his bloodline power surging.
What was going on?
Did the owner of this palm really come from the same bloodline as him? Just like the ancestor he met in the small palace in Hell? Just like the indomitable giant he met in the Demon Battlefield?
He once obtained a drop of blood essence from the ancestor in the palace in Hell, and that was how he got his second clone!
In the body of the giant on the Demon Battlefield, he learned the secret of the Seven Stars!
He wondered what he would be able to obtain from this palm.
At this moment, Zhao Yuande's heart couldn't help but beat wildly!
"How can I save you?" Zhao Yuande continued to ask.
"Cut off the roots and let me out!" The voice seemed to gradually become sober, and there was a bit of excitement in it.
"Cut off the roots …" Zhao Yuande thought to himself. Sure enough, it was like this!
However, this palm must be inextricably linked to him. If he didn't save it, he wouldn't be able to overcome this hurdle in his heart.
"Forget it! Since I'm already here, there's no need to hesitate! "Zhao Yuande drew his Voidform Sword, unleashing all of his power as he chopped down towards the roots.
This sword strike contained all of his power. He didn't want to waste any time; he wanted to save the palm with a single strike.
However, as soon as his sword landed, Zhao Yuande was instantly stupefied!
When his sword landed on the roots, it didn't harm them at all. Instead, it knocked his body high into the air, causing his body to become so weak that he nearly fainted.
It was as though the roots didn't feel anything from this strike at all, as they didn't turn around to attack him.
This all seemed very strange, but in truth, if you thought about it carefully, you would understand.
The Bloodfiend Vines were as powerful as Immortal Emperors. Although they had been suppressed to the World-level, their physical bodies were still incomparably terrifying!
No matter how powerful Zhao Yuande was, he was only able to unleash the power of a supreme World-level cultivator. The difference between a supreme World-level cultivator and an Immortal Emperor-level cultivator was probably even greater than the difference between an ant and a divine dragon!
Given how weak an ant was, if a divine dragon was bitten by an ant, the divine dragon probably wouldn't feel anything at all.
Thus, the divine dragon couldn't even be bothered to look at the ant. It couldn't even be bothered to look at it.
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