Volume 2: Shenzhou Academy & The Battle of Venice
Acrid black smoke billowed from the depths of the Sky Harbor Island underground cavern.
The sacrificial blood of the Blood Pool, its primary source channel severed by the roaring thunder blade, was boiling furiously, spilling across the crevices of the granite floor. The golden flames of Lin Feng’s Scarlet Flame Flowing Fire still crackled as they licked every pool of venomous blood, burning the heretical diagrams into grey smoke that reeked of a sickening, putrid stench.
On the opposite side of the ruined altar, a man clad in a deep azure robe stood trembling amidst the debris.
The azure hem, embroidered with the Grim Reaper’s Blood Eye, was shredded from the shockwave, exposing deep, purple-black blood veins etched into his emaciated flesh. His eyes were bloodshot, and his teeth ground together fiercely.
Ten years!
He had spent a full ten years rooted in this barren island, draining countless slave lives and millions of magic stones to construct the Blood Pool. As long as he gathered enough blood Qi tonight, he would have the chance to sacrifice his soul to the Supreme Demonic God and step into the ranks of the Scarlet-Robed Archbishops.
Yet all his life’s efforts had vanished into thin air under a single lightning strike from the brat before him!
“You bastards of Divine Continent Academy...”
The Deacon’s voice wheezed through clenched teeth, then erupted into a frantic, piercing roar: