At this moment, Sun Tianming and Chen Jie were not focused on this matter; despite their ears bleeding, the scene unfolding before them was even more shocking.
Within those screaming skeletons, a dense blood-red color flowed out, coursing through the rock crevices, reaching toward the central position of the hall.
During this movement, the blood at the bottom of the hall converged into an inverted torrent, swirling slowly amidst it, as if something was about to burst forth from the thick blood!
"It's been so many years! Finally, the ancestor is coming back!"
Zheng Chuanhai was visibly excited, madness flickered in his eyes, making the whites of his eyes bleed with crimson under his intense gaze.
He had waited far too long for this moment; such waiting didn't extinguish his fighting spirit, but rather fueled the desire in his heart.
