Urban Divine Doctor Descends the Mountain

Chapter 2557: Chapter 2556: Blood Pool!

Mental power has been elevated to the 39th level, just one step away from the 40th, and only the last step remains.

”If I elevate to the 40th level, I can directly erase the Dead Soul Curse on me with powerful mental power. There is absolutely no need for the antidotes like Heart Speech Flower and Dragon’s Saliva.” Lin Dong thought so.

But he soon shook his head.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that now it’s the 39th level, only a step away from the 40th.

But that last step is often the hardest.

The elevation of over thirty levels is just a small step improvement, which is relatively simpler.

However, elevating from the 39th level to the 40th level is an improvement of a major level of mental power, with an intangible bottleneck in between, making it incredibly hard to breakthrough.

It can be said that elevating from the 39th level to the 40th level is even harder than elevating from the first step to the 39th level over nine steps.

Unless there is a greater opportunity, it is simply impossible within three months.

Therefore, Lin Dong still cannot give up on the pursuit of antidotes.

”Let’s go, now we’ve already passed the Fifth Stage of this blood-colored world, moving forward will reveal the ultimate destination.” Luo Xue, at the moment, looked at Lin Dong with a complex expression and said.

Lin Dong nodded, and continued forward with her.

No idea how long they walked, the two finally arrived at the deepest part of the blood-colored world.

Here, is a place where desolation and deathly silence weave into each other, as if even time has frozen here.

In front of them lies a blood pool.

The blood pool, resembling a blood-colored eye among the heavens and earth, quietly lies in the abyss, with the blood flowing inside not belonging to mundane matter but transcending heavenly existence, domineering and wild, exuding a breath that makes one’s heart palpitate.

The pool water is dark red, as if it can engulf all light and life force; the surrounding space twists due to this power.

All around, there is silence, only the occasional waves surging up from the blood pool, making a deep and muffled sound like the breathing of an ancient giant beast.

In this desolate place, there are two skeletons lying silently at the edge of the blood pool. Though they have turned into skeletal remains, one can still vaguely feel the majesty of their past masters.

The first skeleton holds a seemingly ordinary but faintly glowing wooden sword, the blade carried the traces of age and the battle-worn vicissitudes intertwined together. He is the thousand-year myth of Dragon Country’s legend—Wooden Sword Emperor.

Beside his remains, are inscribed a few lines of ancient text, although blurry, they can still be deciphered: ”I am the Wooden Sword Emperor, emerged from Kunlun, with one sword breaking ten thousand laws, yet ultimately no match for the domineering blood pool, regretfully returned to dust.”

The other skeleton, tall in stature, holds a giant axe with complex totems carved on the axe surface, faintly glowing with golden light, evidently from some magnate of the Western Martial Arts World.

He is the thousand-year myth revered by the Ancient European Union—Creation God.

Next to him equally left the dying words: ”I am the Creation God, wielding the power of thunder, swept through the Western Martial Arts, yet never expected to be trapped by this place, died here.”

These words are like a dialogue between two legendary figures across time, silently narrating their former glory and ultimate fall.

Lin Dong and Luo Xue stand at the side, gazing at this scene, an involuntary chill surges in their hearts.

”These two are actually the thousand-year myths Wooden Sword Emperor and Creation God.” Luo Xue felt surprised.

Lin Dong also similarly, regarding the legends of these two, Lin Dong has heard of them.

Wooden Sword Emperor is another thousand-year myth of Dragon Country after Hidden Dragon Superior. He emerged from Kunlun, learned the hundred schools of swordsmanship, even once followed Hidden Dragon Superior to learn kendo for a period.

He had a wooden sword, without a quality level, but in his hands, could cut through those fourth level, fifth level spiritual devices, and even stronger!

As for the Ancient European Country’s Creation God, he is more ancient than the Wooden Sword Emperor. He predates even Hidden Dragon Superior’s era.

Being honored with the title ’Creation’ alone speaks volumes.

”Who would have thought, existences like Wooden Sword Emperor and Creation God would actually die here.” Luo Xue sighed.

Lin Dong couldn’t help but say, ”Many have come to this Blood Forbidden Realm, along the way, we encountered countless skeletons. Yet those who passed five stages and reached this blood pool are only those two.”

”Yet they still fell, in this blood pool, with bones washed to the side. One can imagine how dangerous this place is.”

They know well that this is not merely lamenting the place of the two myths’ fall, but a warning to the impending unknown danger.

The blood in the pool seems to have a will of its own, sometimes calm as a mirror, sometimes violent as tides, each surge reveals its unrivaled dominance.

Just the breath alone makes Heavenly Realm Martial Artists feel suffocated.

Luo Xue asked Lin Dong, ”This blood, belonging to the existence beyond Heavenly Realm Martial Artists, if you can refine it, even absorbing a bit can likely let you glimpse the secrets beyond Heavenly Realm.”

”Even if it can’t be unlocked now, when you reach the pinnacle of Heavenly Realm, it can guide you to continue climbing the Martial Way higher. Of course, you saw how perilous this blood pool is, even thousand-year myths lost their lives here. So do you want to try?”

”I know you have concerns, but remember, the path of the Martial Way is to go against the heavens. Without the courage to explore the unknown, how can one climb to that uncharted realm?”

There is an undeniable power in Luo Xue’s words, like spring wind turning to rain, slowly dispelling the haze within Lin Dong’s heart.

Lin Dong hears this, his brows furrowing, glancing back and forth between the blood pool and Luo Xue.

He knows well that this leap might be a shortcut to the peak of the Martial Way, or it could be a completely broken abyss. But seeing Luo Xue’s resolute figure, a surge of unprecedented courage and determination rises within him.

”What about you?” Lin Dong finally spoke, his voice light yet revealing his internal struggle and anticipation.

Luo Xue smiled faintly, her smile carrying a trace of carefree and resolute. ”Of course, I want to try, and I must try. My clan, my future, and even the ultimate pursuit of my Martial Way all compel me to do so...”

Before the words fell, Luo Xue is no longer hesitant, her figure spreads, like a white crane spreading wings, lightly leaping into the blood pool.

At that moment, the blood pool seems to be activated, the crimson liquid boils to life, turning into strands of blood-colored tornadoes, attempting to swallow this brave woman.

However, the jade pendant in Luo Xue’s hand suddenly shines brilliantly, forming a protective shield, tightly enveloping her, resisting the blood pool’s invasion.

Seeing this, Lin Dong’s eyes flashed a hint of shock and admiration. He deeply knows that this leap is not only Luo Xue’s pursuit of Martial Way, but also her fearless declaration towards life and dreams.

He took a deep breath, seemingly making some major decision as well, then gritting his teeth, he also resolutely jumped into the blood pool, following Luo Xue’s footsteps, embarking on this road full of unknowns and challenges in the Martial Way.

Inside the blood pool, two forces started intertwining and colliding; Lin Dong and Luo Xue each withstood the huge pressure and pain brought by the blood pool, while greedily absorbing those ancient and powerful blood forces.