The bleak, gray Void was utterly desolate.
Ye Tianling gazed at the back of the woman in the red gauze skirt, his heart a tangle of complicated emotions.
He took a deep breath to steady himself and walked forward, one step at a time.
The environment in this part of the Void was like the dark Chaos, hazy in all directions.
Only this Cold Pool was incomparably clear in Ye Tianling's eyes.
Ye Tianling felt no pressure or resistance, but as he gradually neared the altar above the Cold Pool, he sensed waves of powerful vitality.
This Vitality Power seemed to flow from the Blood-Colored Crystal Coffin, pervading the space above the Cold Pool.
Ye Tianling wasn't breathing, yet this vital aura still surged madly into his body.
Within Ye Tianling, his once-depleted bloodline was inexplicably filled with new vitality, like Withered Wood Welcoming Spring.
And on the desolate Cold Pool, vibrant green vines began to grow.
Like duckweed, they began to grow with incredible speed.
