The sparring session came to an end. Lu Ming had also witnessed the power of the ancient God Body. He returned to his residence and waited patiently.
Seven days later, the blood pool was officially opened.
Lu Ming, along with more than 20 youths from the eighth tribe, followed a few elders to a huge stone Hall.
In addition to them, there were many people from the eighth tribe gathered outside the stone Hall. They were all here to watch.
"Blood pool, open!"
An old man shouted.
Then, a few elders stepped forward and formed strange runes in their hands. The runes flew towards the door of the stone Hall. The door opened with a rumble, revealing a pitch-black entrance.
go in. Remember, do your best. The longer you stay in the blood pool, the more bloodline power you can absorb and the stronger your ancient God Body will be.
An old man warned.
"Yes!"
The twenty-odd young men nodded in unison and walked toward the gate.
