The martial examination replica, central region, a certain underground chamber.
In a space suffused with blood-red, there stood an altar half the height of a man.
At this moment, floating above the altar was a blood pearl the size of a palm, emitting an enticing and fragrant aroma.
"What is this?"
Flooded with an intense craving and greed from within, a voice at the bottom of his heart was tempting him, urging him to rush to the altar, seize the blood pearl, and swallow it in one gulp.
His greed was magnified to the extreme, and Zi Liyuan almost lost control of himself.
However, fortunately, the Nether Crystal Core in his spatial backpack unleashed a deep gray Power of Death at the critical moment, which forcefully cleansed his limbs and pores, causing his body to temporarily fall into a stalemate.
Moreover, a force of pure Power of Death swept across the entire space.
