Volume 1 Chapter 34: The Blood Prison World, A Brush with Death!

  Entering the Blood Prison, a crimson vault spreads from the top of one's head, gradually darkening to the horizon.

  The surroundings were desolate and quiet, with a sense of foreboding. Towering trees with lush branches and leaves that seemed to touch the sky, blocking out most of the sunlight, casting an eerie gloom over everything.

  The red sunlight shines down, casting a layer of pale red light that makes people's hearts skip a beat through the dense foliage.

  Zhuo Yifan was thrown into a strange shrubbery with an unknown name by the Blood Prison Gate.

  He jumped onto a tall tree, gazing into the distance, and found himself in a strange forest. Deep within the Blood Prison, it was still that expanse of crimson glow, the primordial forest.

  At the end that was unclear how far away it was, a poisonous gas like bloody fog permeated the air. This highly toxic substance had color from afar but was invisible up close, and could cause people to die suddenly without warning, not even the strong practitioners of the Three Xuan Sect dared to approach lightly.

  However, this blood fog is a signpost used to determine direction. Because only the depths of the forest have such toxins.

  "What bad luck! I was actually thrown into the middle of the forest by the Blood Prison Gate..."

  Zhuo Yifan grumbled and judged his location based on the introduction in "Blood Prison Record". Just as he was about to determine his route, suddenly - BOOM! A loud explosion shook the air, causing the entire earth to tremble slightly.

  This is a rhythmic vibration, obviously, there's a big guy approaching!

  Judging from the footsteps, Zhuo Yifan immediately determined the direction. This Pang Da was right behind him, approaching at an astonishing speed.

  "Such a strong earthquake...the magnitude shouldn't be small..."

  With a serious thought in his mind, Zhuo Yifan furrowed his brow tightly and completely retracted his breath. He lightly turned around, crouched among the shrubs, grasping the Han Jie Sword, ready to strike at any moment.

  But he gradually realized that not running away was a huge mistake!

  The shock was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart. Amidst the rumbling sound, a few inexplicable chills and fears arose from behind him.

  What kind of spirit beast is it? Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes wide, staring straight ahead, not daring to act rashly. In this forest, even the slightest sound could attract the attention of a spirit beast.

  The spiritual beast in the Blood Prison is absolutely incomparable to those outside and is extremely terrifying!

  "Roar! —— A roar came from afar, just like a dragon's howl!"

  Zhuo Yifan hadn't even figured out what was going on, when he saw a massive object charging straight at him, crushing countless thick tree trunks along the way.

  "Second-order intermediate spirit beast, White Bone Demon Dragon! Soul quality: High-grade superior!" Zhuo Yifan's face changed color.

  This giant creature was over 30 meters long, its massive body was enough to touch the high branches, and its sharp bony spines covered half of its body's length of dragon-like tail, sweeping across the ground like a whip, plowing deep grooves on the ground, and rows of giant trees were knocked down. The skull still emitted a dark aura, giving people a strong sense of deathly oppression, as if it had been demonized by some unknown power!

  Bai Gu Mo Long, a beast as its name suggests. Its entire body is made up of bones, without any flesh or blood. Each exposed bone emits a cold glow, making one's heart chill just by looking at it. It possesses extremely high defensive capabilities.

  Facing this heaven-defying spirit beast, Zhuo Yifan felt his heart almost stop beating. He held his breath and refused to let himself inhale the black gas emitted by the magic dragon.

  These dark gases are extremely toxic and can easily kill all living things below the Three Mysteries Realm in an instant.

  "Roar!" The white bone demon dragon opened its terrifying bony maw, looking around in all directions. This was its feeding time, and it had to find something to satiate its hunger and maintain the dark elements within its body.

  The spiritual beasts in the Blood Prison are all transformed from the dark power of the Blood Prison. Everywhere is filled with dark elemental spirits such as the White Bone Demon Dragon.

  Their defensive and destructive powers are two to three times stronger than those of ordinary spirits of the same rank. Their attack methods and abilities are also extremely unusual, and they will not play cards according to common sense at all.

  This can be seen from the fact that Zhuo Yifan has been in contact with Jiuyin Tun Tianmang and Tie Bi Lingyuan.

  So the White Bone Demon Dragon is just the tip of the iceberg in the mysterious Blood Prison. Just from what Zhuo Yifan saw in the "Blood Prison Record", there are as many as 108 kinds of dark spiritual beasts.

  No one knows how these terrifying spirit beasts came into being, only that they have lived in the horrific forests of this blood-red world since the beginning, like a group of devils running out of the depths of hell. There is no way to stop their footsteps. When facing these strange creatures, showing mercy will often result in paying the most terrible price!

  "Is this the dark spiritual beast of the Blood Prison?" Zhuo Yifan's small face turned bright red, also shocked by what was in front of him. After all, the spiritual beast diagram in his notes and the white bone demon dragon before him were not even on the same scale!

  It's too huge! If I get stepped on, I'll definitely become a pancake!

  Staring in horror at the gigantic dragon leg bones that kept swaying before his eyes, the sound of gnashing teeth made his nerves tense like a string.

  He just hopes that this terrible guy won't notice himself and die without figuring out the truth of Blood Hell? It's really a bit ridiculous.

  Dad! Zhuo Yifan thought of that strong man in his heart.

  What would he be doing now if he were still alive?

  "Humming"

  Just at this critical moment, a mysterious black creature that had never been seen in the Blood Prison Record suddenly appeared on the horizon.

  Something beyond Zuo Yi Fan's expectation happened again, he stared at the black worms in the air that were over a meter long and covered with sharp thorns like caterpillars, almost taking a cold breath.

  The long worm's body is ring-shaped and can be freely extended or shortened, its entire body trembling constantly, secreting a foul-smelling black liquid that drips to the ground like saliva, corroding large pits. Behind it grows a pair of strange butterfly wings, with small mouths full of sharp teeth.

  "These are high-end superior soul insects!"

  He stared at these disgusting maggots, tightly gripping the hilt of the Cold Calamity Sword, and suddenly felt his body inexplicably convulse.

  A pungent and intense stench suddenly broke through his sealed sense of smell, rushing into his throat and landing at the bottom of his stomach. He gritted his teeth, forcing down the violent urge to vomit that was rising up.

  This foul stench was emanating from the mouthparts of those disgusting, stripelike worms, and it was far more pungent than the smell of dozens of rotting corpses.

  "Pffft! Pffft! ——"

  Suddenly, a long, rainbow-colored straw extended from the mouthful of sharp teeth, spraying out extremely foul-smelling **, aiming at the White Bone Demon Dragon.

  A thick brownish-yellow liquid covered it layer by layer like lava.

  Hard white bones "hissed" under strong acid and were corroded by strong acid. Rolling black smoke emerged.

  The thick smoke was highly toxic, and the black smoke spread everywhere. It directly poisoned two or three of the black insects that didn't have time to escape, heavily slamming them to the ground, turning into a mass of blood-soaked, nauseating flesh pulp.

  "Hoo-ah!"

  The White Bone Demon Dragon let out a low hum, opening its chest to reveal rows of rib bones, with teeth that crisscrossed like saw blades. A black toxic gas burst forth, filling the air in thick sheets, and disgusting black worms fell from it, wrapped tightly within the dragon's ribcage. As the dark mist dissipated, they gradually disappeared.

  "That row of dense ribs was actually the mouthpiece of the White Bone Demon Dragon!" Zhuo Yifan was shocked, stumbled and almost fell.

  He stared at the terrifying bone dragon with his eyes wide open, using a strange mouthpiece to wrap up all the black flesh mud. In an instant, these overbearing black long worms were eaten clean.

  Zhuo Yifan was very clear that relying solely on himself, he definitely wasn't a match for this White Bone Demon Dragon.

  Rumble! The ground shook again.

  After eating those black insects, the White Bone Demon Dragon was full. It let out a satisfied roar and moved its massive body, taking a step that covered a distance of thirty meters. The hurricane it stirred up howled against Zuo Yifan's small face, almost tearing his skin off.

  "Finally...he's gone!"

  Zhuo Yifan relaxed his entire body, took a deep breath, and quickly left this place of trouble. He was very clear that if it weren't for the timely appearance of those disgusting black insects, he would probably have fallen into the dragon's ribs.

  Relying solely on the basic steps of Wind Shadow Step to speed up, he sprinted for a full kilometer in just a few moments before finally stopping to take a deep breath of relatively fresh air.

  "If I had run away in time instead of staying still in the bushes, maybe I wouldn't have encountered this danger."

  After catching his breath, he summed up the lesson just now.

  Before having enough ability to cope with difficulties, running away is the only choice. The more you hesitate, the greater the danger will be.

  After a frantic sprint, Zhuo Yifan completely lost his direction. However, he had to find a hidden place to settle down before nightfall. The white skeleton dragon was just one of the few vanguards that were active during the day.

  Blood prison in the night, will be more dangerous.

  By nightfall, if you're lucky, you might even catch a glimpse of a large group of Jiu Ming Tian Wan and Tie Bi Ling Yuan roaming together in the jungle. But no one would dare to interact with these freaks, it's purely suicidal.

  With Zhuo Yifan's current abilities, he can only contend with dark variant spirit beasts of the first to second tier in the shallow layers of the forest, such as iron chain spiders, skeletal wolfmen, and dark magic vines.

  It just so happened that the Blood Prison Gate had thrown Zhuo Yifan into the middle of the forest from the very beginning. Although there were no powerful dark creatures at the Golden Elixir level, medium-sized spirit beasts like the White Bone Demon Dragon were everywhere.

  All of this has a kind of mocking meaning, like shooting the bird that sticks its head out first.

  If the Blood Prison Gate had spiritual intelligence, it would have directly thrown itself here and watched as it was devoured by a group of spirit beasts. From this point on, the Blood Prison Gate is simply perverted.

  Although the danger coefficient rose, he didn't feel intimidated. He licked his lips and a strong excitement surged in his heart.

  This is the true way of survival!

  Zhuo Yifan remembered a passage his father wrote in "Blood Prison Record": In the blood prison, keep moving forward. Perhaps what's ahead isn't paradise, but if you stop, you'll fall into the hell behind you. This place is filled with death; only those who can savor the process of narrowly escaping death can become true strongmen!