Nowadays, in the struggle for the Dragon Bone, a large number of martial artists have already perished.

"Young brother, don't go forward, it's a mess inside, if you go alone, it's very easy to encounter danger."

One Jianghu man advised.

"Yeah, better stay with us."

Another Jianghu man said.

"Thank you, elder brother, I'll just have a look from the outside, there shouldn't be any trouble, right?"

Jiang Shi smiled, declined their kindness, and continued to walk forward.

Not long after,

In the mountain path, traces of people from Noble Families began to appear sporadically, in groups of three or five, most of them injured, faces looking grim, gathering in the woods not far away.

The levels of their cultivation varied greatly, many were not mere Blood Exchange practitioners, but a lot were Martial Saints.

Several Noble Families were even capturing Jianghu people everywhere to serve them, causing much discontent and complaints among the Jianghu people.

And seemingly not far behind them, was the location of that large Blessed Land.

The terrain there looked exceedingly bizarre.

There were numerous continuous small hills, with each occupied by a considerable number of people, all with ashen faces, looking into the distance, gritting their teeth while watching.

It seemed there was something there that made them exceptionally resentful.

Jiang Shi frowned, also prepared to head over.

But suddenly, a master from one of the Noble Families called him to a halt.

"That guy, stop, come here!"

The man quickly approached, his expression arrogant, handing a bucket of medicinal liquid directly to Jiang Shi. Under Jiang Shi's puzzled gaze, he shouted, "Go, boil all this medicinal liquid, don't waste time, hurry up!"

"Brother, I don't think we know each other, do we?"

Jiang Shi blinked, asking.

"Insolent, who is your brother? How dare a Jianghu man like you presume to be my brother? I am a descendant of the Li Family from Cloud Mist Mountain, I am temporarily requisitioning you, now go boil the medicine!"

The man shouted.

"Never heard of it, not boiling it."

Jiang Shi shook his head directly, took a look at the medicinal liquid in the bucket, and said, "But this medicinal liquid looks good, I'll gratefully accept it!"

He openly poured it into his mouth in front of the other man, gulping down the entire bucket like drinking water.

The man stared wide-eyed in shock, "Kid, you... you dare drink my family's medicine? Prepare to die!"

His hands clawed like a tiger, with a swoosh, carried fierce power, he aimed a vicious grab at Jiang Shi's chest.

But Jiang Shi casually grabbed him, directly restrained his face, and laughed, "Interesting, but I won't stoop to your level, so don't provoke me! Off you go!"

He gently tossed the man, throwing him over ten meters away, crashing down hard with a dull thud.

The other experts from Cloud Mist Mountain's faces changed drastically, they quickly stood up despite their injuries.

"Kid, where did you come from?"

"Do you dare oppose our Li Family?"

···

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a surprised shout rang out, an elder hurriedly approached from behind, his face sullen, he first glanced at the clansman thrown by Jiang Shi, then looked at Jiang Shi, his expression changed slightly.

"It's a misunderstanding, young brother, are you alright? If you want to enter the mountain, please go ahead, we apologize for offending you."

The elder clasped his hands and spoke.

"No problem, we were just playing around."

Jiang Shi smiled faintly and continued to walk forward.

The crowd behind immediately started discussing loudly.

"Fourth Elder, why are you speaking to that kid like this, is he perhaps also a Blood Exchange practitioner?"

A disciple asked in surprise and doubt.

The elder glared, his expression grim, "Get back in line and drop your pretenses!"

The disciple smiled sheepishly and said no more.

The elder gave Jiang Shi a thoughtful look, then turned around and left.

···

Before long, Jiang Shi finally reached the deepest part, chose a less crowded small hill, and quickly climbed to the top. Following the gaze of the crowd, he looked forward.

And with that look, he instantly appeared grave.

Meng Fang!

No wonder everyone's faces were so unsightly...

In the region a few kilometers away, massive stones were heaped up, barren, appearing a vast area covered by divine light, mysterious and unpredictable, vaguely with traces of ancient ruins.

Beyond this divine light region, stood a figure towering like a god or demon, clad in a golden robe, with a tall and straight figure, cold face, wielding a hefty Phoenix Wing Gilded Halberd, like a Demon God, half of his hair soaked in blood.

At his feet lay numerous corpses, and the blood of many corpses shimmered a brilliant red like crimson agate.

Clearly, they were top-tier experts in Blood Exchange.

The more times blood is exchanged, the more the blood changes. Eventually, the blood becomes like lead mercury, able to glow on its own, often used to judge the opponent's strength.

At least none of the experts Jiang Shi had killed before had blood that could shine this kind of red.

And opposite Meng Fang, there were still several strong fighters, faces pale, bodies bloodstained, all with raging auras, fiercely confronting him, each turning beast-like, the shortest at two and a half meters tall, menacing in shape, breath surging, eyes filled with fury.

Unfortunately, despite their numbers, none dared to charge forward again.

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