Ceng Feng took Shi Hao and others to a secret realm called Blood Moon Ridge, which is a relatively low-level secret realm. Here, there will only be Bronze Armor Immortals and a small number of low-level Silver Spirits. The specialty here is the Great Desolation Stone, said to be left from a time immensely distant, and the reason why the monsters here are rampant is because of the Great Desolation Stone—it’s the core of the monsters. The Great Desolation Stone can’t really aid cultivation but has astonishing healing properties, so the market is very large, and it can be exchanged for various kinds of treasures. Of course, besides the Great Desolation Stone, Immortal Elixirs also grow in Blood Moon Ridge, which is another kind of gain. However, Blood Moon Ridge was not discovered solely by the Nine Clouds Sect, and the development rights of this secret realm are shared by more than a dozen factions, each year, these forces send a batch of disciples for training. Shi Hao is not a disciple of the Nine Clouds Sect. In theory, he isn’t qualified to enter Blood Moon Ridge; it doesn’t comply with the regulations. However, since Ceng Feng has now achieved the Jade Immortal level, and other forces are at most at the Golden Immortal level, who dares to refuse him a favor? Thus, with Ceng Feng leading the way, not a single faction dared to say too much. —If Ceng Feng is displeased, he could easily suppress all these people. Jade Immortal, does he have to reason with them? What a joke, this is a world where the strong are respected. "Go ahead." Ceng Feng said, "Master Shi is a Formation Master, so you all must protect the master a bit." "Yes." Everyone nodded; being on good terms with a Jade level Formation Master was indeed advantageous. If, in the future, some secret realm is discovered that needs formation decryption, the favor could come in handy. They set off, heading forward. This was a long valley, and only after passing through it did they reach the real Blood Moon Ridge. As they went further, the once bright sky gradually turned dark, and a blood moon appeared in the sky, exuding a strange aura. What, it’s still daytime, how did it suddenly turn into night? A secret realm, truly a secret realm. They continued forward, Gradually, the blood moon in the sky became larger, occupying a third of the area. Here, everyone felt an eerie sense, and there was an indescribable anomaly, as if it could trigger a bizarre mutation in their blood. "We can’t stay here too long." A "veteran" disciple who had been here several times said, "Once, there was a senior disciple who lingered here too long trying to gain more rewards, but his body mutated, turning into a Blood Wolf, losing all consciousness, only knowing slaughter and blood. Hearing this, those entering for the first time shivered in unison. This was too terrifying. "So, what’s the maximum time we can stay here?" someone asked the crucial question. "Ten days," the veteran disciple said, "no more than ten days, beyond this, bizarre transformations are highly likely." Everyone nodded, keeping this time limit in mind. They feared discovering some treasure right at the limit, requiring time to excavate it. Then, should they decisively leave, or take a risk to dig up the treasure? The latter would involve great risk. Thankfully, it was just a thought now, no need to be overly entangled. Everyone walked slowly, high mountains flanked them, covered with sharp protruding Stones, which would occasionally shoot out and skewer those attempting to fly over them like a sieve. This was a bloody lesson, and now no one dared to try anymore. —Only Golden Immortals could ignore such attacks and proceed with calm. "Awoo!" Amidst a beastly roar, a black figure charged with astonishing speed. Shi Hao saw clearly; it was a wolf, immensely large, its four limbs robust and powerful. Bronze Armor Immortal level. "Protect Master Shi!" someone immediately shouted, rushing out first. Others followed suit; it was only natural for Martial Artists to protect a Formation Master, they rushed in front of Shi Hao. Besides, it was only a Bronze Armor Immortal Ferocious Beast, no need to worry. The battle began immediately. Don’t underestimate this Ferocious Wolf; despite being alone and only having Bronze Armor Immortal cultivation, its combat abilities were amazingly strong. Biting and swiping all over, it temporarily kept the advantage despite their numbers. However, they ultimately had the numbers. Once they adapted to the Ferocious Wolf’s attack patterns and formed a synergy, they quickly turned the tables, pressing the wolf hard. Shi Hao did not intervene; it didn’t require his help at all. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵⁂𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⁂𝓷𝓮𝓽 He noticed the ferocious beast’s eyes were unusually blood-red, with a strange color flickering. Is this the result of mutation? The battle didn’t last long. Mainly, this ferocious wolf had no intention of escaping, fighting to the death, making its death come quickly. Despite dying, it managed to injure several people, showing extreme ferocity. "Look!" someone exclaimed in surprise. Everyone stared at the ferocious wolf, witnessing a bizarre scene; its fur receded slowly, and its body transformed—it turned into a human! However, his skin was completely red as if a boiled shrimp, with strange symbols covering his face, obscuring his features. "He’s a disciple of the Crimson Star Sect!" someone suddenly pointed at a tattoo on the "werewolf’s" right arm. "Correct, it’s indeed the pattern all Crimson Star Sect disciples tattoo." Others nodded in agreement. "So...this was actually someone who came to adventure here, mutated by the environment." Upon hearing this, everyone shuddered involuntarily. That image of the Crimson Star Sect disciple was seen clearly by everyone, devoid of humanity—a beast only knowing slaughter. "We absolutely cannot overstay." Everyone nodded, which treasure could be more important than one’s life? If turned into such a dazed creature, what difference does living or dying make? "Why don’t the sect masters deal with such evil things?" someone couldn’t help but complain. A person next to him chuckled, "Then is it still a training session? It’s just treasure collecting! The sect is fostering those who can think and dare to adventure, not those who sit idly by." Seeing the two about to clash, others quickly prevented it. In such a perilous environment, fighting among themselves was asking for death. They continued forward, encountering several surprise attacks now and then.