Jin woke up with a start. His head was throbbing in pain, as if it was filled with lead, and it felt extremely heavy.
Once the pain decreased slightly, he found himself in a dimly lit stone cave that was the size of a basketball court. Piles of bones were scattered all over the place, and a dozen corpses covered in strange clothes lay beside him. The clothes looked new and bright. As if these people had died recently.
"Where is this? Is this still the Bahamas?"
Jin, 26 years old, was an insane, eccentric young man. His parents died in a car accident when he was young. They had saved a fortune working their whole life. This left him with such a large amount of wealth that he could never use it in a lifetime.
He owned many things at an early age, which other people would pursue their entire lives.
Although young and rich, he had no future goals, which made him unhappy for a long time.
At the age of 17, he started getting into fights, which brought him unspeakable excitement. Given his large amount of wealth, getting out of jail was no problem for him.
He had become a delinquent, and the fights gave him an extra edge that he didn't get anywhere else.
The thrill of being on the verge of death invigorated him and made his blood boil.
He was even stabbed a few times but barely left alive. Throughout the high school, he beat every strong individual he found and even fought with the older ones too.
Everybody thought he was some sort of immortal and could never be killed, and he quit studies and got into underground arena fights.
And one fine day, someone sneaked up on him in a crowd and struck him right in the chest, killing him.
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Jin lay collapsed on the ice-cold rock ground, looking at his surroundings with the aid of a dim light coming from the cave walls. In his mind, there appeared some memory fragments that didn't belong to him.
This was the memory of another Jin...
That boy was 18 years old and had the same name as himself. He was attracted to antiques and was obsessed with all kinds of historical remains; because of an ancient map, he strived for half a year and eventually got here with his guards.
Feeling weak all over, Jin frowned and slowly lifted himself up.
Just then, to his surprise, Jin noticed that this body was not his own but that of the other Jin, who was only 18 years old.
He was dumbstruck for a moment.
"Didn't I die? No! I am still alive, but in an unbelievable way!"
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According to the other Jin's memory, this place was called Tianquong province, where there was no science or technology. There were endless waging wars and warriors raging everywhere!
Many dwellers here showed mysterious abilities not long after they were born. Some had the power of lightning, some could control plants, some could tunnel into the earth, some could use the chill of frost, and some were capable of communicating with demon beasts...
People with these various abilities would all become warriors, and their abilities were referred to as Martial Spirits.
Martial Spirits were nearly all possessed at birth, and only very few could acquire a spirit through some stroke of luck.
Not every warrior could possess a "Martial Spirit"; in fact, the majority of warriors weren't blessed with one. Ordinary people could train hard to become a warrior, but there was no way to obtain a Martial Spirit through training. Martial Spirits were so powerful that they could benefit a warrior's training, increasing their combat potential significantly and granting them their own special abilities...
As a result, among warriors of the same level, those who owned a Martial Spirit tended to be much stronger and achieved significantly greater results. They did half the work with double the results.
The "Martial Spirit" can be inherited through blood, plus there was a higher probability that one inherited the Martial Spirit.
In general, if one of the parents possessed a spirit, there was a high possibility that their child would inherit the same spirit. If both of the parents had a spirit, their child would have an even greater chance to inherit one of their spirits, either from the father or the mother.
There was only a one in a hundred chance that a couple, who both possessed a martial spirit, would give birth to an ordinary child.
Even rarer was the situation where the kid inherited both spirits from his parents.
Jin stood there and continued to put the fragmented memories in order.
The original owner of this body came from the Chen family. They possessed the Nether Phantom Martial Spirit. They possess the strength of a thousand elephants and are said to have stronger physiques.
Unfortunately, this guy didn't inherit the Martial Spirit and was thus considered a poor successor for the martial arts that the Chen Family trained in. He also showed no interest in martial arts and never learned anything about them either. All he had been devoted to was the exploration of historical remains.
Thanks to that ancient map, he had crawled through numerous heavy bushes and suffered a lot to arrive at this ancient cave.
"Wu wu wu.... hu hu hu...."
Suddenly, a devil-like cry came from deep within the cave. Astonished, Jin looked around only to find a blood pool in the direction the voice came from.
The blood pool, about 10 square meters in size, was located in the middle of the cave, filled with a red fluid that looked just like blood. It was bubbling on the surface and was giving out horrifying shrieks and howls when the bubbles popped.
He realized that his escorts were driven insane by the howls, and they had started to kill each other. They all died in succession, while the 18-year-old Jin fainted from the frightening shrieks.
It was all because of the blood pool!
Jin stared at the blood pool with a rigid face. The howls slowly evoked the desire to kill within him, and made him want to kill anyone around him!
His head was still aching, and the howls from the blood pool never stopped tormenting him, which made it harder for him to concentrate.
"...Must be the blood pool!"
With a grim expression, he tried to guard his mind. His countless near-death experiences had steeled his mind, and Jin managed to calm down. Although his head still ached, he was able to stay focused and walked towards the blood pool.
"Crack, crack, crack!"
Jin looked dignified as he walked; grey, dry bones shattered under his feet. Judging by the pile of bones in the cave, he could only guess how many people had previously died in this place. The pool was the source of this evil. If he wanted to examine the secrets of the blood pool, he had to be prepared for death.
As he got closer to the blood pool, the howls kept getting louder and louder, which drilled into his head like sharp knives. The sound of slaughter contained in the howls almost destroyed his reasoning. He wouldn't have been able to bear this pain if it weren't for the extreme conditions he faced for so many years that had slowly formed his spirit.
A heap of bones was situated beside the blood pool; some milky white bones also floated in the center of the pool. This small blood pool was like a sea of blood from hell, which had devoured an uncountable number of lives.
Jin had a feeling that his soul was summoned here because of this bizarre blood pool. He thought maybe this blood pool was his ticket back to the Earth.
When he got closer to the blood pool, Jin suddenly found something strange. The blood in the middle of the pool was scarlet and thick, but he couldn't detect the slightest whiff of the scent of blood.
On the contrary, the air around him was very fresh, even filled with an unexplainable fragrance. After careful inspection, he determined that the exotic fragrance actually came from the blood pool!
Jin was full of curiosity and thought that there must be something weird in the blood pool.
Again, he took a few steps forward. All of a sudden, an illusion of an endless sea, filled with scarlet red blood, entered his mind. A pile of corpses like a small island was there. Some of the bones were like those of the Cretaceous period dinosaurs and were as large as a small hill. There was a repeatedly screaming sound coming out from the blood sea, "Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Jin tried to stay calm, but he couldn't. His heart started to beat faster and faster. A suffocating and terrifying pressure overwhelmed him. He felt a familiar feeling like those near-death experiences he experienced back on Earth.
He knew that the next step likely meant death!
However, those dreary adventures over the years hadn't terrified him, but instead had given him the utmost pleasure! Being face-to-face with death and surviving all perils was the true definition of extreme sports!
Step by step, one after the other!
Under the calling of the blood pool, Jin finally went up to the edge. He stared at the small blood pool; the insane side of his character had been triggered. He roared, "Let's see what you have to offer, small little blood pool!"
Then, he jumped into the pool.