788 The Late-Stage Soul Conduit Realm! (1/2)

The world beneath the blood moon became blood red, and the pit turned dark red. There were also the sounds of metal chains and the growls coming from the nine caves. Upon seeing and hearing all of this, Wang Baole's expression turned solemn. At the same time, Chief Minister Xu, who had a thick aura of evil surrounding him, spoke. His hoarse and old voice brought with it an odd sense of bloodlust as it echoed in the surroundings.

”Little Long, what are you waiting for? Sit inside the Nine Immortal Pool. Remember, the baptism will end when you achieve a breakthrough in cultivation or when two hours is up, whichever comes first!”

Wang Baole felt no discomfort at being called Little Long and immediately responded after hearing Chief Minister Xu's words. Although he felt hesitant in his heart, he quickly balanced himself and headed towards the crater with a leap. After entering, he sank directly to the bottom of the crater.

There, the stench of blood was thicker, and the ground was dark red, as though it was constantly soaked in blood.

Taking a quick look at his surroundings, Wang Baole didn't speak as he sat cross-legged immediately and looked up. The moment he looked was the moment the sounds of metal chains and growls from the nine caves were the loudest. In the next moment, a giant silhouette burst out from one of the caves!

That silhouette wasn't a cultivator, but a giant two-headed salamander. When it charged out, it raised its heads towards the sky and let out a cry of pain and frenzy as though it wanted to escape!

But there was a giant chain tangling its flesh. No matter how the salamander struggled, it was of no use. It was forcefully restricted to moving beside the cave and couldn't leave!

There were even bolts of red lightning that spread from the chain continuously, making the salamander's cries of pain even more shrill. As the scales on its body stood up, it unleashed its perfected stage Spirit Immortal cultivation. Under the salamander's cries of pain, the aura brought with it an indescribable viciousness that shook the heavens.

It didn't end. After the salamander, similar beings charged out one after another from the other caves. There was a giant dragon, plant life, and a being that looked similar but different from a cultivator. They were all chained, and they all screamed under that red lightning. It was as though their lives only consisted of frenzy and pain!

After seeing this scene firsthand, Wang Baole's breathing quickened. He already knew the purpose of the Nine Immortal Pool. This place… trapped nine perfected stage Spirit Immortals. Obviously, these were all mighty figures captured personally by the patriarch or Chief Minister Xu when the Divine Sovereign Justice Sect conquered other civilizations.

They didn't kill them. Instead, they trapped them there to become rewards for Divine Sovereign Justice Sect disciples!

”Little Long, it has begun.” Under the shrill cries of pain, the smile of Chief Minister Xu became even more sinister, and his expression faintly showed that he enjoyed it. Weaving hand seals with his right hand, the metal chains trapping the nine Spirit Immortals instantly turned red. Stronger lightning immediately entered the bodies of the nine Spirit Immortals.

In the next moment, the cries of the nine Spirit Immortals became more shrill, and life essence spread out from their bodies uncontrollably. Because they were Spirit Immortals, their life essences were lifeforce to a certain degree. It was their cultivation, but at the same time, it was much more than just their cultivation.

One could see that these life essences were in mist form as they dispersed from their seven apertures and orifices and flowed into the bottom of the crater via the surrounding cliff walls. Because the process continuously tore apart the bodies of the Spirit Immortals and caused them a lot of pain, blood dripped down from their bodies as they trembled. This blood… was the source of the crater's stench of blood!

This scene was very cruel. They were continuously provoking the nine Spirit immortals to draw out their life force. Yet, they wouldn't allow them to die. It was as though they were being used as vessels and Dharmic treasures.

Wang Baole was silent as he closed his eyes in the end and started absorbing. It wasn't that he was cruel. Instead, he was very clear that his kindness, principles, and protection were reserved only for the Federation!

As for other things, they weren't in his thoughts. This was because he didn't have the ability to do so. Moreover… he had been very clear of the cruelty of the cultivation world from the moment he stepped foot into the Ethereal Dao College.

This wasn't because he had gone through something in his youth. Instead, this was already common knowledge within the Federation when the ancient greenish-bronze sword flew to the Federation and started the Spirit Inception Era!

After all, the numerous beast wars that happened at the start of the Spirit Inception Era made it so that the two generations of people weren't unfamiliar with murder and the stench of blood.

The path of cultivation became more treacherous with every step one took!