Jared could not help but feel embarrassed. In. the eyes of immortals, his current strength was as


    inconsequential as that


    of an ant.


    Nheless, the concept of acquiring immense power and the ability to craft entire worlds and shape


    reality ignited a thrilling spark within Jared. If I were to genuinely attain such extraordinary power, I could


    fashion a world and apany all the women I cherish. I would reign as its sovereign and revel in a life


    of joy alongside those women, free from the burden of worldly troubles.


    Just as Jared was lost in his daydreams, the middle-aged man interjected with a smirk, “Don’t let your


    imagination run wild. You should focus on your cultivation now, and try to avoid getting entangled with


    women. Bing an immortal is not as simple as you may think.


    And don’t think that being immortal can grant you absolute freedom. Do you know that the immortals


    capable of creating worlds and reshaping reality have endured countless eons of trials and tribtions?


    You should focus on the present. I’ve observed that among these individuals, there appears to be


    someone with hostile intentions toward you-someone who intends to take your life.”


    The middle-aged man was referring to Fayzon and Zordey, Jared responded, “Don’t worry, Sir. With my


    current strength, I can take them down easily. I can advance to a higher realm at any moment, and when


    I trigger the lightning tribtion, it will be more than they can withstand.”


    Having absorbed the draconic energy, Jared had gained newfound confidence and was no longer


    concerned about Fayzon. If he dares to stir up trouble, I will not hesitate to deal with him!


    Furthermore, with Montane Daemon present, Jared believed that if Fayzon were to attempt to kill him,


    Montane Daemon would not simply stand idly by.


    “Let’s go,” the middle-aged man said. “My soul remnant may not endure much longer, but it’s not in vain


    to have met you before I fade away after guarding here for thousands of years.”


    After speaking, the middle-aged man took slow steps toward the spirit spring.


    “Sir, how is it possible for a spirit spring to exist in the Night Sea, and why is it hidden beneath this small


    ind? It’s so strange.” Jared, who followed closely, could not help but ask upon seeing the spirit spring


    with its faint red water.


    “Spirit spring?” The middle-aged man paused, then nced at the pale red water. He could not help but


    smile wryly. “This isn’t a spirit spring at all. It’s formed from the blood that flowed and pooled during the


    great battle. The reason it appears pale red now is due to the passage of time. This is a pool of blood,


    not a spirit spring.”


    “A pool of blood?” Jared uttered in disbelief, widening his eyes. Realization dawned on him that what


    seemed like the faintly red seawater was actually blood.


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    Jared imagined the gruesome scene from the past-the sh of swords, the chaos of magecraft, and the


    collision of magical items.


    As people perished, blood spurted out and blended with the water, gradually forming a pool that took on


    the appearance of a spirit spring.


    “This is literally a pool of blood!” Jared was utterly stunned. Upon realizing that the pool was formed from


    the convergence of blood, Jared felt a growing weight on his shoulders as he walked through the water.


    The middle-aged man elegantly submerged himself in the water. Upon observing this, Jared hesitated


    momentarily before entering the depths below.


    Beneath the water, Jared remained close behind the middle-aged man. Soon, a milky-white object


    emerged in Jared’s field of vision.


    Upon closer inspection, Jared discerned that it was a colossal egg adorned with intricate patterns, which


    radiated a formidable presence.


    “Sir, is this colossal egg the gift you mentioned?” Jared asked in puzzlement.


    “Yes. This is my gift to you. Do know what kind of egg this is?” the middle-aged man asked. Jared shook


    his head and then moved closer to the enormous egg. He extended his hand to make contact with it, all


    the while using his spiritual sense to gain insight into its contents.


    The middle-aged man’s expression suddenly changed when he noticed Jared’s action. He then hastily


    pulled him back.