Above the blood sea, Qin Huai abruptly emerged from his cultivation and opened his eyes. The dense killing intent, having condensed into a substance, shot out for a hundred meters. It made the sky crack and the clouds scatter, all due to the recoil of the killing intent. In a blink, this frightening killing intent had dissipated like smoke.
"Long exposure to the blood sea has affected the vengeful spirits," Qin Huai mused to himself, his body radiating astonishing killing intent. An ordinary bone pattern realm martial artist would struggle to approach him, as their patterned bone's power would be choked by Qin Huai's murderous aura.
His eyes swept across the sea of blood beneath his feet. The once tranquil sea instantly raged. Wild waves leaped up, morphing into thousands of blood-red beasts that seemed to be sprinting through a wilderness. The crashing blood exploded into dazzling blooms.