300: Chapter 30 begins!

A startling change suddenly occurred around the Blood God Hall!

Rivers of blood, appearing like the Milky Way hanging upside down, manifested out of thin air, tightly encircling the entire magnificent palace!

"What's going on?"

Qin Yan's heart was set on the Blood God Hall, and he wanted to understand the situation.

His gaze swept across and locked onto a Wolf Tribe prodigy who had just returned from deeper within, his face still etched with fear.

He stepped forward quickly and grabbed the other person: "Friend, may I ask exactly where the Blood God Hall is located? Could you point the way?"

The Wolf Tribe prodigy was still shaken. Being suddenly grabbed, an impatient look immediately appeared on his face as he said gruffly, "Let go! Can't you see something big has happened over there?

The Blood God Hall? Go see for yourself, don't block this Lord Wolf's path!"

Qin Yan's brows furrowed slightly, and he said no more.

However, the powerful aura belonging to a Third Grade Limit martial artist was released without any concealment.

Although he didn't directly pressure the other party, the sudden spike in pressure made the surrounding air seem to freeze for a moment.

The Wolf Tribe prodigy's whole body stiffened. The impatient look on his face instantly vanished, replaced by terror.

"So... so it's an Excellency! This little wolf failed to recognize a great mountain!

The Blood God Hall is just ahead. Keep going along this main path, pass through the 'Corridor of Myriad Laws' in front, and the largest blood-colored palace completely surrounded by rivers of blood is it!"

"Lead the way," Qin Yan said concisely, withdrawing his aura.

"Yes, yes, yes!" The Wolf Tribe prodigy nodded repeatedly, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

He scurried ahead, carefully introducing the landmarks along the way and the recent rumors regarding the anomalies of the Blood God Hall as he walked.

He was terrified of accidentally offending this lord.

Half an hour later, an extremely vast dark-red megalithic square appeared before them.

The ground of the square looked as if it had been soaked and washed by countless amounts of blood billions of times, presenting a deep, heavy dark red.

It was engraved with countless twisted, ancient totem patterns filled with the sense of primitive sacrifice.

At the end of the square was the very Blood God Hall that had triggered the frequent anomalies!

Even though he was mentally prepared, when he personally witnessed this legendary hall, Qin Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of shock rising in his heart.

The entire Blood God Hall was not made of the brick and stone structure of an ordinary palace; instead, it looked more like the lair or organ of some living giant beast!

The hall's foundation was as massive as a mountain, and its overall silhouette was like a giant heart that had been magnified billions of times, still slowly pulsating!

The building's surface was covered in thick ridges and furrows resembling muscle fibers, presenting a dark red color with immense biological tension and power, its hue as deep as solidified magma.

Countless "blood vessel" protrusions, as thick as dragons and even darker in color, wound and coiled around the body of the hall.

The roof of the hall did not have ordinary eaves; instead, several giant dark red bone spikes, sharp as fangs and curved like claws, pointed diagonally toward the sky, emitting a ferocious and unyielding aura of malevolence.

The entire palace had no windows, only a deep portal at the very front, dozens of zhang high and shaped like the gaping maw of a giant beast.

The edges of the portal were jagged like interlocking teeth, with dark red energy faintly flickering like breathing.

And at this moment, the most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly the rivers of blood, each a hundred zhang wide and connecting heaven to earth, encircling the entire Blood God Hall!

They were not static but were slowly circling and flowing in a profound trajectory, intertwining and colliding with each other, letting out deafening "rumbling" booms like thousands of thunderclaps rolling through a sea of blood.

A bloody stench so thick it wouldn't dissipate permeated the entire Blood Sacrifice Square, making all who approached feel their blood churning and their minds unsettled.

At the edge of the square, no fewer than a hundred prodigies from various tribes had already gathered.

They were either in small groups or standing alone, all looking solemnly at the surging river of blood that cut off everything, discussing it animatedly.

"What exactly is going on? The Blood God Hall has been dormant for countless years; why has such a terrifying anomaly suddenly appeared?"

"I heard from those who arrived a step earlier that it seems when a prodigy tried to contact the Blood God Hall, it triggered some kind of resonance, and then these blood rivers appeared out of thin air!

Perhaps... it's a sign that the inheritance has been touched?"

"Hiss—obtaining the Blood God Hall's inheritance? How is that possible! Ancient records state that the conditions for the Blood God Hall's inheritance are extremely harsh; the requirements for bloodline, temperament, and physical compatibility are practically insane!

Over countless years, how many brilliant geniuses have tried to pass the trial, only to return in defeat or even perish within! Who could have such great luck and aptitude?"

A prodigy from the Scale-Clad Dragon-Kin Tribe nearby shook his head in disbelief.

"But if not that, how else can this anomaly be explained?!"

Someone raised a different view.

The surrounding prodigies tried various methods to approach the blood river, but they were all bounced back by a gentle yet irresistible force.

Qin Yan stood on the periphery of the crowd, silently listening to these discussions, his thoughts racing.

He also leaned toward the belief that this blood river anomaly was likely related to the inheritance, perhaps triggered by a certain qualified prodigy as some kind of preliminary test or protection mechanism.

However, just as he approached this area, an extremely strange and indescribable feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

That surging and roaring river of blood, emitting an aura of destruction, did not make him feel much fear; instead... there was a faint, inexplicable sense of "familiarity"?

"This blood river... perhaps it won't block me?"

A bold thought popped up uncontrollably. This feeling was mysterious and profound, yet exceptionally clear.

After a brief deliberation, Qin Yan no longer hesitated.

He pushed past several prodigies in front who were discussing in low voices and, under the gaze of many confused and puzzled eyes, he strode forward, walking straight toward that daunting, surging river of blood!

His abrupt action immediately attracted the attention of almost all the prodigies in the square.

"Hmm? What does that person want to do?"

"Walking directly toward the blood river? Didn't he see so many people try and fail just now?"

"Hehe, probably another self-righteous greenhorn who thinks the blood river will treat him differently? Just wait to see him get blasted away by the power of the blood river and fall flat on his face!"

...

Gazes filled with curiosity, mockery, indifference, or schadenfreude focused on Qin Yan.

No one thought he could succeed; they were all waiting to watch the joke, perhaps hoping to analyze some patterns of the blood river from his rebound trajectory and pathetic state.

However, the scene that happened next caused all the prodigies waiting for a show to instantly widen their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief!

Qin Yan walked step by step, steadily reaching the area at the edge of the blood river where violent energy and blood-colored waves were splashing.

The expected invisible barrier did not appear, and that terrifying repulsive force that could easily send other prodigies flying seemed to have completely failed against him!

He reached out his hand and even gently touched a surging wave of blood.

The blood wave did not attack him; instead, as if it had a life of its own, it gently wound around his fingertips.