Chapter 277

The next day, Lin Feng and his companions set off toward the location of the fourth Key of the Evil God: the Blood Moon Nether Pool. The mist rising from the Blood Moon Nether Pool carried a rust-like, metallic sweetness. Lin Feng tightened his grip on the Ghost Prison Demon Dragon Blade, gazing up at the orange moon in the sky. Reflected in the pool's surface, however, that same moon transformed into a pool of blood. The blade's surface gleamed with a dark crimson under the bloody moonlight, appearing all the more terrifying against the backdrop of the water. Suddenly, Lin Feng caught sight of a human figure materializing on the opposite bank. Looking closer, he realized it was Yè Xiāo of the Netherworld Cult. Yè Xiāo's right arm was wrapped in white gauze, and he crouched halfway at the edge of the Blood Moon Nether Pool. From the clean-cut surface where Lin Feng had severed his arm, pitch-black blood still slowly oozed. In his left hand, he held a long saber in a reverse grip. Instead of black mist, the weapon was coated with a viscous, blood-like liquid that dripped onto the bluestone, blossoming into scarlet flowers upon impact. Though he had lost his right arm, the fellow still glared at the center of the pool like a wounded beast, clearly convinced that the fourth Key of the Evil God was submerged within those bloody ripples.