Deep within the Cold Pool, the crystal-clear world of ice and snow was gone, replaced by a shroud of heart-stopping, blood-red mist.
Lu Yao’s pupils burned like twin stars, reflecting the hidden secret beneath the Crystal Throne: a Blood Altar pulsing with an eerie glow, radiating the sickening, sweet stench of blood like a dormant beast crouching in the dark.
The air was heavy with the thick smell of carnage, mixed with an ineffable scent of decay that made Lu Yao's stomach turn.
Chapter 220