Strongest Medical Saint

Inside the grand hall.

The wailing never ceased!

Some cultivators lay dead in pools of blood; some were injured and could not rise again; some were still fighting desperately.

Fang Tianyu pulled the longsword that had penetrated the thing beneath him out, letting out a muffled groan. He looked at the fresh blood flowing from the stump of his left hand, and his lower body was also bleeding profusely.

He gritted his teeth, tore some fabric from his clothing, and hastily bandaged the stump. Seeing that only a small half of the incense left in the censer was left, he charged like a mad bull toward the least crowded passage.

Despite this.

There were still people fighting at the entrance to this passage, and when they felt someone rushing over, their movements paused slightly, and their gazes fixed on Fang Tianyu.

Witnessing this, Fang Tianyu—with eyes a bloody red—bellowed, "Who dares to block me? I swear Cold Extreme Palace will exterminate your entire clan!"

Upon hearing this.

The others hesitated even more, and Fang Tianyu took advantage of this gap to brush past them.

However, these cultivators were not fools; realizing the incense was about to burn out, they knew that if they did not enter the passage, they would be left with only death. Now, when even their own lives were at stake, they could hardly care about anything else!

The two with the quickest reactions stepped forward and suddenly grabbed the clothes on Fang Tianyu's back.

For a moment.

Fang Tianyu was unable to break free. Out of desperation, he undid his clothing while he relentlessly pushed forward.

With a "whoosh!"

His whole garment was torn off, and he successfully rushed into the passage.

Seeing Fang Tianyu act so shamelessly, the two men who were about to curse aloud stopped as they saw the incense was almost burnt down to its end, their voices catching in their throats as their figures charged toward the passage once more.

But at this critical moment of life and death, no one was willing to give way to another!

When the incense within the grand hall was completely burnt out.

The surging Forces of Execution descended rapidly, striking all the living cultivators and corpses alike.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!——"

Every cultivator and corpse that the Force of Execution hit instantly turned into a thick pool of blood.

This multitude of blood, which should have stained the ground, was at this moment seeping into the floor of the grand hall at an incredibly fast rate.

Soon.

All the blood in the grand hall had seeped into the ground, and if it weren't for the lingering smell of blood in the air, it would have been impossible to imagine that such a brutal slaughter had just taken place here.

At this moment.

Within the passage where Fang Tianyu was.

He was the last person to enter this passage, fortunately still with pants on, even though his upper garments were torn off. He slumped to the ground, breathing heavily with trepidation. He had just witnessed the people outside being blown apart by the Force of Execution; had he been any later, he too would have narrowly escaped death.

He tried to feel for his "thing," but it was completely numb without any sensation. His right fist clenched tightly, and his disfigured face grew even more ferocious as he muttered angrily to himself, "You little bastard, I will never let you off. I am the number one genius of the Lower Realm, how could I possibly die in such a place."

As he muttered.

He struggled to his feet and started walking step by step into the depths of the passage.

Meanwhile.

Within the passage where Shen Feng was.

He was the first person to enter the passage, and after rapidly walking further inside.

After about twenty minutes,

a door appeared on the right side of the stone wall in the passage.

This door was wide open, yet at the entrance, a faint white barrier enveloped it.

Through the white barrier, one could see inside the stone chamber, which was filled with all sorts of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Merely the pile of Upper Grade Spirit Stones took up half the chamber, not to mention the myriad of powerful-looking weapons and well-preserved treasures—a temptation no cultivator could resist.

Shen Feng's palm lightly pressed against the white barrier, and moments later, he realized that such a barrier couldn't be broken by the strength of an ordinary person.

The light within the passage was very dim.

As he fell into deep thought, his eyes caught sight of a phrase etched at the lower right corner of the chamber entrance, "Only when the barrier is soaked in fresh blood will it disappear!"

After reading these words, Shen Feng's brow furrowed even tighter. To soak the barrier in fresh blood meant that one must kill—this was an incitement for others to commit mass murder here.

Just as things had been strange in the great hall, they were strange here as well.

Although he was interested in the items within the stone chamber, he didn't want to waste time lingering here. It was better to reach the deepest part of the passage first and assess the situation.

Since the storage ring was unusable here, he could wait for others to dispel the barrier and then reap the benefits, like a mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Thus,

his figure once again moved swiftly through the passage.

Another ten or so minutes passed,

and Shen Feng finally arrived at the deepest part, finding himself in a massive room.

Around the room's walls were several holes, it seemed that each passage ultimately led here.

Shen Feng's attention was immediately drawn to a pool in the center of the room, and the strong scent of blood in the air made him scrunch his brow tighter.

After approaching the pool,

he saw it filled with fresh blood. Shen Feng determined that this blood came from people who had not been dead for long, and this pool of blood had undergone special treatment—it contained a special force. If an ordinary person stepped into it, they would certainly die without a doubt.

Shen Feng quickly guessed that the blood in this pool must have come from the cultivators who entered this place with him.

Seeing rows of characters appearing on the ground by the pool, he shook his head to ensure he wasn't seeing things, then squatted down to read.

The characters on the ground were in fact a Cultivation Technique known as the Blood Emperor Jue.

This technique required cultivator's blood that had undergone special treatment. Only after soaking in it could a practitioner truly begin to master it.

Moreover, the prerequisite was that the practitioner must have previously soaked in the Hundred Beasts Blood Pool; otherwise, stepping into this one meant certain death. If a cultivator with cultivation entered the pool to soak, they had to suppress all of their cultivation and everything related, otherwise, they would have a one hundred percent chance of falling into deviltry.

After briefly skimming the characters on the ground,

Shen Feng discovered that it ultimately stated one must master this technique here for the doors of the golden structure to open again.

Back on Earth,

to break through to the twelfth layer of Foundation Establishment, Shen Feng had soaked in an incredibly defying Hundred Beasts Blood Pool.

Seeing the blood pool before him now, Shen Feng was certain that that Hundred Beasts Blood Pool must have also been left to him by the mysterious person.

So it seems,

that all the talk about killing him so they could leave was all empty talk?

Was the mysterious individual who created the golden structure just aiming to collect the blood from these cultivators?

Now, the only path laid before him was this, and in his current situation, he simply couldn't leave. He had no choice but to make a desperate gamble!