Standing on the edge of the demon blood pool, Zhao Hai observed it carefully. He finally discovered the difference. The demon blood pool was like a huge frying pan. Its bottom was flat, and it was filled with a blood-red, translucent liquid. The closer he got to the center of the pool, the thicker the blood-red became. By the time he reached the center, the liquid was as thick as blood.
Zhao Hai looked at the demon blood pool and was at a loss for words. This demon blood pool was too special. However, he still gritted his teeth and jumped into the pool.
As soon as he jumped into the demon blood pool, he felt as if he had jumped into boiling water. At the same time, he felt as if he had been stabbed by countless steel needles. Of course, that wasn't all. He also felt as if his skin had been smeared with sulfuric acid. It was extremely painful.