As this vortex rumbled and rotated, it drowned his figure, forming a blood-red lake that rapidly spread forward.
Wherever it passed, boulders would be submerged and vegetation would be dyed red. The blood lake exuded an eerie and ominous aura. As it spread, it gradually became a shocking sight and attracted the attention of the Red Moon cultivators on the mountain.
"What is this!"
The instant those Red Moon cultivators looked over, their bodies trembled to varying degrees.
This trembling came from the instinct of life, from their faith, and even more from the flow of blood throughout the body.
Their blood was going out of control!
It seemed to possess will and life as it fought to rush out.
If their internal organs blocked it, it would break through them. If their flesh and skin stopped it, the flesh and skin would collapse. If their souls blocked it, the soul would be destroyed.
