Heeding the warning from before, everyone quickly retreated, distancing themselves from the lake, fearing they might lose their lives here.
Hundreds of meters away, the eight people turned to look and felt increasingly alarmed. The blood, like smoke, hovered and rose in wisps, resembling strands of fierce spirits.
The small lake, merely a few dozen feet in diameter, was so vividly scarlet it made one's heart pound, so vibrant it was suffocating, as if that pool of water could devour heaven and earth.
"What kind of lake is this? Why does it make people feel so eerie?!" one person shivered uncontrollably. It wasn't out of cowardice, but because the atmosphere here was truly wrong, making people shiver involuntarily in the face of the Blood Lake.
Away from the "Fire Dragon Tomb" and "Dragon Blood," standing on higher ground, the others also noticed something unusual. Viewing the Great Rift Valley and the scarlet lake in its entirety allowed them to instantly discern their shapes.
