The pool was a deep, crimson red.
It looked as if it were dyed with fresh blood, giving off a thick, nauseating, bloody stench.
Chu Lingguang had thought he was being punished for taking so long to arrive, but then he saw Yan Zhen, Tuoba Yunhong, and a dozen other examinees all soaking together in the Blood Pool.
At the same time, a warm current from the Blood Pool surged into his body. It was as if countless spheres of energy were squeezing through his pores, strengthening his limbs, his bones, his very flesh and blood—even his bloodline and Dantian.
Chu Lingguang suddenly realized.
So this was the reward.
Everyone who had climbed the steps one by one was eligible for this reward: to absorb energy in the Blood Pool, strengthen their bodies, and mend their injured, exhausted muscles.
With that thought, Chu Lingguang, like Yan Zhen and the others, began circulating his Zhenyuan Technique to proactively absorb the power from the Blood Pool and strengthen his body.
