“Isn’t becoming a black warrior extremely hard?” Luo Feng was curious, asking, “From the books I’ve read, becoming a black warrior is almost simply a legend. However, to become a blood warrior, people still have some hope.”

“But of course.” The tall blood god guard laughed loudly, “Black warrior, that is the pride of our Blood River continent. Only after an immeasurable amount of time will one be born. And it’s been very very long since we’ve had a black warrior. Afterall, absorbing the blood river crystals, every one would have an increased requirement of ten times from before, and every person’s body has a limit. After a certain extent….the killing aura of the Ancient God ruins won’t have any use on the body. At that time, then that’d be no hope.”

Luo Feng was shocked.

Limit?

Right, he had only absorbed 2 crystals currently, and the killing aura was still benefitting his body. However one’s body would have a limit afterall. When that is reached, even staying in the Ancient God ru