No one knew that beneath the Azure Sea Abyss was a Heavenly Grotto where waves of blood surged. In the grotto, silhouettes stood, silently watching the world outside.
Gazing at the vast Azure Sea, it was as if they were waiting for something.
The man with blood-red hair stood with a blade in hand, shrouded in an aura of murderous intent. The crimson long blade, with a faint glint of sword light, seemed to be gathering energy, ready to unleash a powerful strike at any moment.
"The time has come, the Spiritual Realm shall belong to Netherworld. It's the hunting ground for my 762nd Blood Disciple, are the Blood Slaves ready?"
The 762nd Blood Disciple spoke coldly.
"Master, we are ready, let the blood light shine upon the Spiritual Realm!"
The figures roared with a frenzied look in their eyes!
"Good! The long years of plotting and waiting have finally reached the time of harvest."
The 726th Blood Disciple revealed a smile.