Beside the blood pool, Zheng Fa stood next to Zhang, looking at the pale amidst the black and red, somewhat at a loss for words.
Compared to other cultivators who have been practicing for hundreds or even tens of thousands of years, he had only stepped onto the path of cultivation four or five years ago, making this scene weigh even more heavily on him.
"What's the use of this blood pool?"
He turned his head to look at the four captives beside him, three men and one woman, all Golden Core cultivators of the Great Freedom Demon Sect who had just abandoned Lin Yangtian to escape but were then captured by Zhang and the others.
"To refine treasures."
The female captive honestly stated, people of the Great Freedom Demon Sect looked quite normal as long as they did not use any cultivation techniques, and were no different from ordinary cultivators.
But this woman was different from ordinary cultivators — she was too beautiful.
