Then, relying only on his own strength, he pushed forward under the terrifying pressure, forcefully heading toward the divine statue.
However, with each step he took, the blood-colored river surged incessantly, splashing countless drops of river water that seemed like fresh blood.
In every drop of river water, countless painful and twisted human faces appeared, accompanied by a series of extremely shrill cries and wails.
"The legend says that as long as the Blood River remains, the True Spirit is immortal. Could this be the Blood River created by the Blood River Ancestor, formed from the origin of the Blood Dao and the lives of countless beings?"
The other immortal strong persons, upon seeing the blood-colored river, all had slight changes in their expressions, a strong sense of dread flashing in their eyes.
It was known that within this blood river before them, every drop of water was condensed with massive amounts of vital essence.
