Chapter 75: Blood Sacrifice River

  Zhang Heng had just been freed from the restraints of that white light when he was attacked by this blood-red giant snake. This could only be blamed on Zhang Heng's poor character, as he had actually been transported to such an unlucky place.

  This blood-colored serpent's strength was no weaker than that of a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, but when it encountered Zhang Heng, it was simply out of luck and could only be instantly killed.

  A year's time not only allowed Zhang Heng's cultivation to reach the Great Perfection Realm, but also allowed him to study some methods of using his internal power.

  Just after killing the snake, Zhang Heng discovered a strange phenomenon on his head.

  A burst of bloody light suddenly appeared above Zhang Heng's head, emitting a terrifying aura of slaughter.

  This eerie blood light twisted and distorted rapidly above Zhang Heng's head, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a ring made of blood light about the size of a disc.

  This blood ring floated above Zhang Heng's head, never leaving his side, as if it had already become a part of Zhang Heng's body.

  "This is..." Zhang Heng's face revealed a strange expression.

  Just killed a mysterious beast of unknown origin, and a blood ring formed above its head.

  Suddenly, Zhang Heng remembered a rule of the Blood Kill Cave Mansion: anyone who enters the cave mansion must kill three trial cultivators or obtain three blood kill marks; otherwise, they will be trapped in the cave mansion forever.

  "This is the Blood Kill Mark?" Zhang Heng slightly raised his head to examine the blood ring floating above his own head, and he also gained a deeper understanding of the true nature of the Blood Kill Cave.

  Zhang Heng felt that the master of this cave seemed to have gone to great lengths to make the cultivators who entered here for trials kill each other.

  Although Zhang Heng was not a person who liked killing, since he had entered this cave, he must follow the rules of the game in this cave.

  After understanding the role of the halo on his head, Zhang Heng stood beside the blood-red river and began to observe everything in this cave.

  In the sky, a wheel of blood-colored sun hung high, emitting an eerie aura. The soft, bloody light spilled over this small world, unlike the scorching heat of the outside sun, but instead carrying a gentle, feminine quality.

  It is obvious that this could be a round of "artificial" sun.

  In the air a hundred meters above the ground, countless flying demonic beasts can be seen constantly in flight, occasionally transmitting a sharp cry. The level of these demons is mostly above the second grade, equivalent to the strength of a Qi Refining stage cultivator, but their terrifying numbers are enough to make even Foundation Establishment stage cultivators tremble with fear.

  It seems that flying from high altitude to the central temple of Dongfu is impossible.

  As for low-altitude flight? As long as you're not afraid of being attacked by other monks or demonic beasts, it's worth considering.

  On the ground, next to Zhang Heng, the most eye-catching thing was this blood-colored river.

  The river of blood stretched as far as Zhang Heng's eyes could see, winding for tens of miles, seemingly without end.

  Sometimes a bloody glow rises from this river, and occasionally you can see some kind of monster jumping out of the river.

  In this bloody river, Zhang Heng felt a kind of murderous aura that seemed to have been deposited for tens of thousands of years, making people feel nauseous with its bloody and murderous atmosphere, as if it could erode one's soul.

  If it were an ordinary person standing by this bloody river, they would probably have entered a "berserk" state and become a demon who kills without blinking.

  Treading on the dark red soil beneath his feet, Zhang Heng subconsciously kept a distance from this blood-colored river.

  After walking tens of meters away, I finally put down my mind and looked into the distance, deciding to walk slowly along the river towards the central temple.

  Anyway, there is still a month's time, this cave mansion can be considered a small world, but the actual range is only a few hundred miles in circumference.

  Before entering the cave mansion, Zhang Heng also obtained some information about the exterior of the cave mansion from Wu Ling.

  However, every time I enter the cave, except for the temple in the center, the scenes everywhere else will change.

  Along the crimson river, Zhang Heng walked for several miles. During this time, he didn't discover any other cultivators, but he did see many demonic beasts. Some of them were hiding in the water, while others rested on the shore.

  As long as you don't get too close, these monsters generally won't attack people on their own initiative.

  As Zhang Heng was cautiously moving forward, a blood-red light column suddenly surged up from the front.

  The ground beneath his feet trembled slightly, as if some kind of ferocious beast had emerged from the wilderness.

  Looking at the half of the sky dyed red with blood light, Zhang Heng thought that it must be some unlucky cultivator who triggered the taboos in this Blood Slaughter Cave Mansion.

  The bloody river began to surge ceaselessly, wave after wave of blood rose up, several dozen meters high, the bloody atmosphere of slaughter spread throughout the space.

  The monsters in the river also became restless and moved towards Xiangfang in groups, as if they had received some kind of summons.

  In Zhang Heng's field of vision, tens of thousands of demonic beasts surged forward along the river, among which was the blood-colored giant snake he had encountered not long ago. There were also countless other forms of demonic beasts, a dense and overwhelming mass that made one's heart palpitate.

  At this scene, Zhang Heng's spiritual energy stagnated, and his whole person disappeared in the air, making it difficult to feel even a hint of breath.

  This was precisely the Wind Departure technique, the ultimate move of the Wind Departure Sect - Wind Departure.

  This spell not only allows the monk to hide his tracks and breath, but also enables him to move quickly while hiding.

  After hiding his figure, Zhang Heng tried to get close to a certain demon beast and found that the other party did not have any abnormal reaction.

  A faint joy arose in his heart, it seemed that this spell was indeed very suitable. Even for an ordinary late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, relying on this technique to survive in the cave wouldn't be too difficult.

  In order to try out the true effect of this magical power, Zhang Heng took another step closer to one of the demonic beasts.

  When approaching this monster at a distance of about two or three meters, it saw that the monster stopped for a moment on the spot, turned its head to look around several times, as if it had some kind of feeling.

  Zhang Heng quickly opened up some distance between himself and the demonic beast once again.

  The demon beast can have some perception, which is also understandable. After all, in terms of senses, the demon beast is much more sensitive than a low-level cultivator of the same rank.

  "What kind of person would dare to be so reckless and violent by the River of Blood Sacrifice!"

  A deafening sound reverberated across an area of several dozen miles, the air in the void also violently trembled, and the blood-colored river surged with towering waves of blood. More demonic beasts emerged from the river water, rapidly heading towards the distance.

  "Boom!" The river ahead surged again with a soaring blood light.

  The blood light did not disappear after reaching the sky, but instead formed a thick and dense fog of blood.

  A monster with a snake's body and three human heads appeared in the bloody mist, its snake body covered with light brown scales, two front limbs like hands grasping a seven or eight meter long black giant halberd, a pair of purple red eyes revealing intense anger.

  The tens of meters long snake body still had a part left in the bloody river, and beside it were countless blood-colored giant snakes that had been beheaded by Zhang Heng.

  Looking at the massive three-headed serpent giant in the distance, a subtle and irresistible psychological feeling emerged in Zhang Heng's heart.

  With such a huge body, even if it were to crush someone, it would be enough to half kill them. And looking at the appearance of this monster, you can tell that it's definitely not the type that only relies on brute force.

  What kind of person is this, who has brought out such a terrifying monster from the river with their blood sacrifice.

  Zhang Heng's figure quickly moved forward, but kept an absolute distance from those three snake-bodied monsters.

  Before long, Zhang Heng found some monks in front of him, and the scene ahead was also astonishing.

  On the riverbank not far away, a dark red stone monument stands about one zhang high, and it seems to be engraved with some words on it. From this monument, a blood-colored glow gushes out and disperses in all directions.

  There are also many monks who have been attracted to the monument, but these monks seem to have some kind of apprehension about the monument and only stand tens of meters away to observe it.

  Standing in front of the stone monument, there was only one person.

  And this person, Zhang Heng still recognized, was actually Li Hong, who had made a big show of his divine power at the Fangyun gathering a year ago.

  Li Hong closed his eyes, his hands touching the ancient, dark red stone monument. Wave after wave of blood light surged into his body, which was constantly expanding and contracting, as if there was an air pump inside him.

  "This is the Blood Sacrifice River's Bloody Sky Stele, you'd best leave quickly!"

  A three-headed serpent-like creature wielded a massive halberd, stirring up a sky filled with bloody light. Three pairs of icy, soul-devouring eyes stared fixedly at Li Hong standing beside the Blood Slaughter Monument.

  Li Hong suddenly opened his eyes, a shocking blood light flashed in his eyes, and he said in an icy tone:

  "Get out!"