Before entering the Blood Pool, Jiang Hao took another glance into the depths of the Abyss of Demons.
Just like before, the place gave him no particular feelings of unease.
Perhaps entering it would reveal its true nature.
But even without entering, Jiang Hao had some guesses.
It was likely something formed naturally by heaven and earth, not a product of human hands.
After that, Jiang Hao and Hong Yuye stepped onto the surface of the Blood Pool.
The Blood Pool held countless emotions: sorrow, despair, and hopelessness.
“Was the Heavenly Calamity Orb also created to counter that existence?” Hong Yuye asked on their way.
“For the old world, yes. But in this new world, perhaps not,” Jiang Hao replied.
In the past, people sought salvation. In contrast, people of today often sought destruction.
There were differences, after all.
According to legends, the Heavenly Calamity Orb wasn’t created during Cheng Yun’s era or the Great Era that he initiated.
Instead, it was forged during the time when the myriad races were in constant warfare.