"Alright, my task is complete. You're on your own now."
With that, the young expert turned and left, ignoring Zhao Heihu completely.
Zhao Heihu stood frozen, his body trembling slightly.
He stared at the bustling scene inside the cave.
Martial Artists from the various Fortress Cities were excitedly operating all sorts of machinery, dredging a red, paste-like substance they called "Blood Essence" from the massive Blood Pool.
Others carefully harvested one golden Divine Soul Crystal after another from the rock walls above.
The face of every person there was alight with the manic joy and greed of discovering a treasure.
How similar this was to the scene when he had first discovered the Titan Ruins. Everyone had been blinded by the prospect of immense profit.
'It's a trap!'
Zhao Heihu lunged toward the edge of the Blood Pool and grabbed a Mercenary who was hauling a container of Blood Essence.
"There's something wrong with this stuff! I'm sure of it!"
