### Chapter 295: The bl**d Pool
The deeper they went, the thicker and murkier the air became. It felt like even breathing was challenging and they couldn’t help but want to throw up.
He endured the discomfort and continued forward until he finally parted some weeds and witnessed a scene that jolted him to his core.
It was a bl**d pool, its depth impossible to gauge, seemingly a giant black hole swallowing everything around it.
The shape of the bl**d pool resembled a circle with a ten-meter radius, the bl**d inside bubbling as if boiling, making an eerie, gurgling sound.
Around the bl**d pool lay utter chaos; several bodies were strewn haphazardly, all cut into pieces. Limbs littered everywhere, giving off a nauseating stench. bl**d seeped out from all directions, staining the land in a deep red hue.
It looked like hell!
Seeing this, Chen Leling who was next to Yun Zhonghe couldn’t help trembling. Her eyes were fixed on the terrifying bl**d pool, her instincts screaming fear.
Yun Zhonghe quickly noticed her unease, immediately grasping her hand tightly. Her body gradually ceased shaking, but fear still lingered in her eyes.
Yun Zhonghe quickly scanned his surroundings vigilantly, ensuring no monsters were lurking around.
They didn’t usually appear during the day.
“This bl**d pool… I didn’t think that guy’s descendants would still be doing such things…”
Xing Bu, their senior, narrowed her eyes and spoke something Yun Zhonghe couldn’t understand at first.
An unusually serious expression crossed her face.
**”Sa… save me…”**
Just then, Yun Zhonghe heard a faint call in his ear again—a cry for help through the spirit message.
He focused intently and picked up on that weak signal.
The source of the message was right in the middle of the bl**d pool!
Yun Zhonghe hurriedly looked at the center of the bl**d pool and indeed saw a faint white figure submerged in the rolling bl**d.
Not Mu Jixue.
A sigh of relief escaped him, but then tension crept in because the figure seemed oddly familiar.
“Senior Sister Xia Linglong?!” Yun Zhonghe exclaimed aloud.
“Do you know her?”
Xing Bu floated above him and leaned closer, asking.
Yun Zhonghe nodded, “She’s a fellow sect member and once did me a favor. She suddenly vanished, I never expected to find her here…”
Xing Bu said gravely, “That’s not good. Look, her body is being eroded by the bl**d pool. It seems to be trying to refine her. If we don’t act soon, she won’t last much longer.”
At these words, Yun Zhonghe’s heart tightened.
Although knowing it wasn’t Mu Jixue who was in danger gave him some peace, Xia Linglong was still someone he knew and owed favors to. How could he just stand by?
“Senior Xing Bu, can I use my third wish to bring Senior Sister Xia out? Even just moving her close to me would be great!”
In this situation, Yun Zhonghe wasted no time deciding to use his final wish.
Yes, being hung up over Su Xiaoxiao was a headache, but he couldn’t watch Xia Linglong be in danger and do nothing about it.
However, Xing Bu slowly closed her eyes, appearing to ponder before replying with a disappointing answer, “Sorry, that wish cannot be granted either.”
Yun Zhonghe was about to explode, why couldn’t he do anything important, yet minor wishes could be fulfilled? This wish rule was beyond frustrating.
At this moment, Xia Linglong in the bl**d pool was losing consciousness, her body constantly trembling.
Instinctively, she was releasing spiritual energy and messages.
As a Yuan Ying cultivator, she had vast spiritual energy, but after days of torment, even that was drained away.
She felt she might perish here.
She didn’t want to d*e. Not yet.
She had finally found her true love, but hadn’t even gotten a chance to confess her feelings before ending up in this bizarre place.
She refused to accept it. She really refused!
Why her?
Dad! Mom! Save me!
She called out to her closest family, wishing they could magically appear, just like when she was a child, saving her from peril.
But there was only dead silence in response.
Why no one came? Hadn’t she sent so many distress signals? Why no one heard them?
She didn’t want to d*e like this. She didn’t want to become some monster.
Xia Linglong clung to the last bit of clarity, but the strange power of the bl**d pool continued eating away at her life force.
She had barely made it this far; this was truly the limit.
Her eyes could hardly stay open, seeing the outside sun vaguely—so bright and so distant.
Gold, shimmering gold… Was that the color of sunlight?
No… Maybe…
Golden hair?
Xia Linglong’s eyes dimmed, her vision swirling. She appeared to see a dazzling mass of golden hair closing in swiftly, with buzzing sounds in her ears, as if someone was urgently calling her.
Who?
“Sis…”
“Senior Sister…”
“Xia Senior Sister!”
Faint voices grew louder and clearer until finally, strong arms hugged her waist tightly, and Xia Linglong regained a sliver of awareness.
“Yun… Senior Brother?” She muttered, unbelievingly staring at Yun Zhonghe’s familiar, worried face.
Yun Zhonghe dove recklessly into the bl**d pool, swimming hard against the force that tried to consume him, then swam toward Xia Linglong and held her tight!
There was no other choice. Since his wish failed, Yun Zhonghe had to rely on himself.
He’d thought of finding a safe spot on the shore to pull her up, but the bl**d pool’s malevolence was too strong to approach; jumping in from above was the only way to reach Xia Linglong.
The pool seemed bottomless, and the bl**d seemed almost alive, relentlessly clawing at him, even sticking to him and trying to destroy every inch of his skin and spiritual energy.
Yun Zhonghe used his limited spiritual energy barely keeping those bl**d masses at bay.
Meanwhile, Chen Leling watched anxiously on the shore, her gaze locked on Yun Zhonghe struggling in the bl**d pool, her fists clenched until her nails dug into her palms. She couldn’t come closer; she instinctively knew that touching the bl**d would instantly dissolve and absorb her.
