<h4>Chapter 1597: Chapter 1594: Who Exactly Are You?</h4>


    Blood Shang’s words were like cold iron chains, instantly binding Xu Wendong, giving him a chilling and tingling sensation all over.


    Before he could respond, Blood Shang struck fiercely.


    The crimson brilliance in his eyes intensified, transforming into two substantial beams shooting toward Xu Wendong.


    He utterly distrusted what Xu Wendong had just said, not believing a single punctuation mark.


    The reason was quite simple.


    The Netherworld Blood Pool is a death zone and one of the three forbidden ces on Cuiying Spirit Continent. Not to mention a young True Immortal Realm Cultivator, even a strong Immortal Venerable wouldn’t dare enter rashly.


    After all, there are countless ghosts within the Netherworld Blood Pool. Even Immortal Venerable Realm experts would be caught off guard when encountering them.


    As for Xu Wendong...


    He not only entered the Netherworld Blood Pool but even broke the Blood n’s inheritance seal.


    All of this clearly proves that this boy isn’t an ordinary Cultivator.


    Thus, Blood Shang decided to use the Soul Searching Technique on Xu Wendong.


    "Oh no!"


    Xu Wendong felt an overwhelmingly powerful Soul Force surging into his Sea of Consciousness like a sweeping tide.


    The force was incredibly brutal, assaulting his consciousness defenses, seeming to crush his soul world entirely.


    In an instant.


    Xu Wendong’s mind felt as if pierced by thousands of steel needles, with extreme pain.


    Each nerve felt as if burned by fire, or frozen by ice, that torment made him nearly copse.


    His body trembled violently, sweat rolled off his forehead like raindrops, his face pale as a sheet of paper.


    He tried to resist, wanting to use his Spiritual Power to fend off this soul force invading his Sea of Consciousness, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.


    Blood Shang’s power was too strong, his resistance was paltry inparison.


    "Don’t be scared, let him see your memory." The Dragon Soul’s voice slowly echoed,ced with disdain.


    Upon hearing the Dragon Soul, Xu Wendong gave up resisting, letting Blood Shang’s soul force roam freely in his Sea of Consciousness.


    Blood Shang’s soul force was like a hungry beast searching for prey.


    It kept rummaging through Xu Wendong’s memories, each scene, each experience was mercilessly uncovered.


    However.


    When this soul force delved deep into Xu Wendong’s Sea of Consciousness.


    The Taoist Scripture Fragment in the depths of Xu Wendong’s Sea of Consciousness suddenly burst out with golden light.


    The radiance was scorching like the sun, embodying a supreme dignity.


    Blood Shang’s soul force barely touched this golden light before seeming to meet a nemesis.


    He felt his soul was intimidated by a primordial force, a deep-seated fear within the soul.


    His soul force retracted swiftly as if electrocuted, but the force was so powerful that even a brief contact nearly dissipated his soul.


    His expression turned utterly terrified, the crimson light in his eyes flickering unpredictably.


    Blood Shang hurriedly withdrew his soul force, his body slightly trembling, sweat dotted his forehead.


    He never imagined that this seemingly ordinary human boy hid such terrifying things in his Sea of Consciousness.


    "Who exactly are you?"


    He stared at Xu Wendong, eyes filled with dread. The hall that was previously calm now brimmed with tension and eeriness.


    Seeing the Grand Elder’s sallow face and terror-filled eyes, the other Blood n members also felt a looming ominous premonition.


    The Grand Elder, highly influential within the Blood n, second only to the n Leader, always gave off a profound and carefree impression.


    Who would’ve thought that at this moment, he would exhibit such fear?


    Xu Wendong weakly bowed before the opposite party: "Replying to the senior, I’m merely a Cultivator who ascended to the Immortal Realm!"


    Blood Shang’s pupils trembled sharply, and he asked in a low voice: "Youe from the Mortal World?"


    Xu Wendong: "Yes!"


    Blood Shang seemed relieved, then looked at the n member beside him: "Xue Mu, please settle Friend Xu first, I’ll visit the Holy Land."


    The Blood n experts all cultivate in the Holy Land, he needed to inform the n Leader and the stronger members about Xu Wendong’s situation and the matters of the Immortal Realm.


    "Friend Xu, please follow me!" The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation to Xu Wendong, his tone noticeably more courteous.


    Meanwhile.


    Blood Shang’s figure vanished like a dark red lightning, disappearing from the great hall.


    The next moment, he appeared in a dark red underground abyss.


    The surrounding rock walls seemed soaked in blood for ages, emanating an ancient and mysterious ambiance.


    The walls embedded with countless blood-red crystals emitting a ghostly light, like countless eyes silently observing everything within the abyss.


    The abyss was filled with thick blood fog, swirling and rolling as if possessing life.


    Blood Shang’s figure flickered, swiftly traversing through the blood fog.


    At the end of the abyss stood a colossal blood-red pce.


    The pce doors soared into the clouds, engraved with ancient Blood n history and mysterious spells.


    Blood Shang arrived at the doors, hands formingplex seals, chanting incantations.


    As a sh of blood light urred, the door slowly opened with a low rumbling sound, like the roar of an ancient beast.


    The pce was bright inside, but the light was strangely dark red.


    The n Leader and the strong Blood n members were seated around a massive blood pool, the blood within constantly boiling and manifesting mysterious runes.


    They sat cross-legged, cultivating the n’s secret techniques.


    Blood Shang swiftly moved forward, bowing before n Leader Xue Tu: "Greetings, n Leader!"


    Xue Tu appeared imposing, with a rugged, chiseled face.


    High nose bridge, eyes deep red like whirlpools, profound and mysterious, exerting pressure. Lips firm, silver hair like frost yet lustrous, denoting nobility.


    Forehead bore a blood-red mysterious mark, shimmering lightly, seemingly a symbol of inheritance.


    He donned a dark red luxurious robe, adorned withplex giant runes, glowing with every movement, showcasing his status and the Blood n’s power.


    Xue Tu slowly opened his eyes, gaze profound as an abyss, seemingly able to perceive everything, speaking with a calm voice: "Why the haste?"


    The other dozen Blood n experts simultaneously opened their eyes, full of curiosity as they looked at Blood Shang.


    Blood Shang spoke respectfully: "Replying to the n Leader, a True Immortal Realm Cultivator intruded into our n’s territory just now."


    Though his voice wasn’t loud, it was like a thunderp in the nd, shocking all the Blood n experts, stirring a tidal wave in their lifelong peaceful hearts.


    Even Xue Tu’s deep eyes couldn’t hide the shock as he looked at Blood Shang incredulously: "You say a True Immortal Realm Cultivator broke our n’s seal and intruded our territory?"