Primordial Era: Something's Wrong with This Generation of Witch Clan

But just as he reached a third of the way across the stone bridge, a sense of danger surged into his heart. Without thinking, he instantly retreated. The next second, a red light flew from the abyss and directly up from where he had just been standing.

Where the red light passed, the surrounding space was annihilated, forming a pitch-black spatial rift from which gusts of wind rushed out.

However, after only a few breaths, the cracks began to slowly heal and eventually disappeared.

Pan Huang's pupils shrank to pinpoints. A small world that can exist within the Great Heavens is definitely not simple, and an attack that can annihilate the space of this small world indicates that the owner of this attack is exceptionally powerful.

"Interesting. It seems this is a warning to those new to the bloody land!" Pan Huang said with a smile.

After he finished speaking, he walked to the other side again. As he walked, a series of grinding sounds came from the abyss, as if something was preparing to climb up from below.

A smile appeared on Pan Huang's lips, but he did not stop.

However, Pan Huang eventually discovered that none of the people in the Bloodstained Land had a cultivation level exceeding that of a Saint, which made him suspicious. He suspected that there was something fishy going on in the Bloodstained Land and began a secret investigation.

"Kill!" Suddenly, a young man shouted, his magic power surging in his hand, and he struck the neck of the person next to him with a palm.

"It seems that being the so-called Lord of Blood is not so easy," Pan Huang's clone muttered to himself.

This so-called Bloody Ceremony is actually a grand hall in the center of the Bloody Land. The hall is where Pan Huang discovered the power of the laws, and it is also the location of the primordial aura.

The Blood Lord's expression was very cold, a mechanical kind of coldness, like the very Dao itself. Furthermore, the aura emanating from him was extremely chaotic, giving the impression that he was deliberately concealing something.

Three days later, the Bloody Ceremony was held, and all those who were confident in their abilities entered the main hall.

The Blood Festival is a place where people enter and fight, and the one who comes out alive will become the Blood Lord. The Blood Lord will have absolute rule over the Blood Land for a thousand years until the next Blood Festival.

Then a voice rang in everyone's ears.

This bloody place is actually connected to the Great Dao, a result that Pan Huang discovered unintentionally.

When Pan Huang discovered that his cultivation level had dropped, he began to investigate the reason for the decline. In the end, he found that the reason for the decline was the power of blood evil, which permeated every part of the Bloodstained Land.

The next second, half of the person's head exploded. Only then did the person's soul react, but it was caught in the young man's hand and crushed.

"Is my cultivation at the Great Dao realm just for show?" Pan Huang said coldly.

Before it could react, a pain appeared on its hideous head, and then its bloodthirsty and greedy eyes dimmed before it finally fell into the abyss.

After establishing himself in the Bloodstained Land, Pan Huang discovered something: his cultivation level had been suppressed to the peak of the Saint realm without his knowledge. This surprised and terrified him, because this was the Great Heaven, and if one only had the cultivation level of a Saint, one would be cannon fodder.

From Pan Huang's perspective, this Blood Lord was a bit strange; his facial expression was somewhat stiff, and his aura was also rather odd.

"It still doesn't work!" he sighed and muttered to himself.

Suddenly, a hideous head emerged from the abyss, its bloodthirsty and greedy eyes fixed on the bridge. The next second, a hint of doubt appeared in the eyes of this hideous head, because there was no one on the bridge at all.

"This so-called Bloody Ceremony is not simple at all. This Bloody Land may very well be like the Divine Wilderness World," Pan Huang thought to himself.

whoosh-

In a beautiful mansion in the bloody land, Pan Huang slowly opened his eyes. As he opened them, a red light flashed from the depths of his eyes, which gave him a momentary bloodthirsty smile.

"What are you looking at?" A teasing voice came from behind the head.

Pan Huang did not go inside, but he sent a clone there so that even if something unexpected happened, he could know the specific situation inside immediately.

This young man was like a fuse; the moment he made his move, the killing intent in everyone's hearts was immediately ignited, followed by a chaotic battle, a chaotic battle indiscriminately fought.

Once the people from the Bloodstained Land entered the central hall, they were bound by a pillar of blood-red light, which remained until no one else entered, at which point the red light disappeared.

Most importantly, this fragment of law actually contained the aura of the Great Dao. Pan Huang was very familiar with the aura of the Great Dao. Back in the prehistoric era, he was dissatisfied with the Heavenly Dao, so he swore oaths to the Great Dao. That's why he was surprised when he sensed the aura on the fragment of law.

Afterwards, Pan Huang began to try to refine the blood demon power in his body, but now, eight hundred years later, there is still a trace of law power imprint in Pan Huang's body. Within this trace of law power imprint is also a wisp of the aura of the Great Dao. This wisp of aura gives Pan Huang a very dangerous feeling. If he does not remove this aura of the Great Dao and the law power, he may very well perish.

Time flies, and a thousand years have passed.

After saying that, he stepped directly into the bloody place.

While he was observing, half of the people in the hall had already been killed, which shows how fierce the battle was.

The reason for the formation of the Blood Fiend Power was not due to the battle, but because of the Law of Blood. This Law of Blood was just a fragment, and to Pan Huang's surprise, this fragment was actually in the primordial aura of the Bloodstained Land.

Under Pan Huang's watchful eye, those who died would turn into blood and disappear on the ground in a very short time.

A thousand years ago, Pan Huang entered the Bloodstained Land, and in a short period of time, he made a name for himself and established a firm foothold there.

"No wonder so many people are trapped in the Bloodstained Land. I never imagined it would be a conspiracy," Pan Huang muttered to himself.

Surprisingly, Pan Huang actually managed to uncover some things in the end.

Pan Huang's clone took the opportunity to hide in a corner, silently watching everything, while also looking at the Blood Lord in the main seat.

Just as Pan Huang was thinking this, the once-in-a-millennium bloody ceremony began.

"The once-in-a-millennium bloody ceremony is about to begin. Everyone, prepare yourselves. The one who emerges victorious will claim my throne and take control of the Bloodstained Land." The previous Bloodstained Lord appeared on the main seat in the hall.

Therefore, he planned to sneak into the main hall to investigate after the bloody ceremony began. Although this was extremely dangerous, he was prepared to take the risk in order to find out the specific situation.

After an incense stick had burned, only four people remained standing in the arena, plus Pan Huang's clone, making a total of four.

When only four people remained, the three of them turned their gazes to Pan Huang without prior agreement. They were now at their limit, and if they did not join forces now, they would probably lose their position as the Lord of Blood.

Thinking this, they shouted and charged directly towards Pan Huang's location. Pan Huang, seeing this, gave a wry smile. "No, it really isn't that bad." (End of Chapter)