Inside the Asura Blood Gate, at first glance, was a crimson world, with waves of incredibly rich blood energy emanating from within.

Han Li looked towards the back of the Blood Gate and saw that it was filled with liquid-like blood light everywhere. The blood energy was unimaginably dense, more than ten times denser than the blood pool within the altar in the Scaled Hollow Realm.

The others on the plaza, sensing the situation inside the Blood Gate, also revealed expressions of joy and anticipation.

"The opening of the Asura Blood Gate is a rare opportunity. Everyone standing on the plaza at this moment can enter. Let's go." Bai Ze said, taking the lead and stepping into the gate.

Upon hearing this, the crowd on the plaza erupted in cheers and immediately followed.

The eight royal families of Yingma, Qing Yuan, Tian Hu, and others, with direct bloodlines to the Eight Kings, closely followed Bai Ze.

Within the Tian Hu clan, Liu Le'er glanced at Han Li, who was standing motionless to the side, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

"Miss Le'er, rest assured, the King has already permitted Fellow Daoist Han to enter. He will be joining us." A figure approached Liu Le'er. It was Hu San, speaking in a low voice.

Hearing this, Liu Le'er smiled slightly at Hu San, turned around with a flicker of her figure, and stepped into the Blood Gate.

Hu San turned his head to look at Han Li and also entered the Asura Blood Gate.

After everyone from the eight families had entered the Asura Blood Gate, the other clans on the plaza moved one by one according to their seniority and cultivation, their ranks quite strict.

Han Li had no intention of provoking these barbaric clans. After everyone had entered, he took a step and entered the Asura Blood Gate.

Because Bai Ze had previously granted Han Li permission to enter, although the people of various clans were dissatisfied with Han Li's entry, no one dared to say anything more.

Some clansmen looked at Han Li with vigilance and hostility, which Han Li ignored.

The Asura Blood Gate was a huge space. At first glance, the ground seemed to be writhing flesh, with blood-colored mist floating everywhere. However, there was no bloody smell at all, but rather a sense of freshness, as if one had come to the source of the womb.

With each breath, not only was one's spirit invigorated, but one's body also felt lighter, and one's flesh and blood felt lively, as if one had taken some great tonic.

Above the blood-colored space, a layer of blood-colored mist formed into blood clouds, emitting waves of extremely rich blood energy, very similar to the Sulfur Flame Blood Clouds in the Scaled Hollow Realm.

Han Li did not expect the situation inside to be like this. In addition to being surprised, he curiously looked around.

The younger generation of the various barbaric clans also showed surprise at the scene before them, but the older generation, such as Liu Qing and others, remained calm, seemingly already knowing the situation here.

Bai Ze did not stop at all, but strode forward, followed closely by the others, led by the eight families.

The group marched forward in a mighty manner and soon arrived at the depths of the blood-colored space.

This place was exceptionally spacious, and the ground was flat, looking like a blood-colored plaza.

On the plaza stood eight huge blood-colored stone pillars. The pillars were towering, with their tops reaching into the blood clouds above. Each pillar was engraved with a relief of a majestic beast, which was the Eight True Spirit Kings.

These reliefs were extremely lifelike, and they emitted waves of vast aura and pressure, as if they might break away from the stone pillars and be resurrected at any moment.

Moreover, near the upper part of each stone pillar, there was an embedded dark red brazier with an ancient shape.

However, except for the stone pillars of Bai Ze, You Tian Kun Peng, and Luo Hou, the braziers in the other stone pillars had been extinguished.

Seeing this situation, the people of the various clans gathered near the eight stone pillars and bowed to the reliefs of the Eight True Spirit Kings.

The Qing Yuan, Zou Wu, Moving Mountain Ape, and Tian Hu clans, in particular, showed expressions of grief and began to wail near the stone pillars of Zhu Yan, Tao Wu, Mountain Giant Ape, and Nine-tailed Immortal Fox.

Xiao Bai also came to the blood-colored stone pillar where the Dark-eyed Pixiu was located, his expression dazed, and a hint of moisture appeared in his eyes.

Han Li, as an outsider, seemed out of place compared to the crowd kneeling all around, so he quietly walked to a slightly more distant place and stood still.

He looked at the dense blood energy around him and secretly circulated the Heavenfiend Suppressing Prison Art to absorb it. Immediately, streams of heat spread throughout his body.

Before long, he felt that several unopened profound acupoints in his body were restless.

However, given the situation of the surrounding crowd, he was embarrassed to use his full power, so he could only quietly absorb the surrounding blood energy.

While absorbing the surrounding blood energy, Han Li looked at the eight blood-colored stone pillars in front of him, his eyes flickering.

The eight True Spirit Kings in front of him should be of comparable strength. Bai Ze's cultivation is unfathomable and should have reached the Dao Ancestor Realm.

In this light, the other True Spirit Kings should also be existences like Dao Ancestors.

The strength of the Wild Wasteland Realm is truly extraordinary. I wonder if there are any other Dao Ancestors besides these eight True Spirit Kings?

"Everyone, although the fall of the True Spirit Kings is heartbreaking, we can only accept this fact now. The opening time of the Asura Blood Gate is limited. You should all calm down and summon the bloodline power of the True Spirit Kings first." Bai Ze said after waiting for a moment.

Upon hearing this, the clans of Qing Yuan, Zou Wu, and other direct descendants of the Eight Kings suppressed their emotions, stood up, and quickly busied themselves, sitting cross-legged around the stone pillars of their respective clans.

The clans of the Eight Kings' collateral bloodlines also gathered around them, forming a formation.

Because Bai Ze was still present, the Yingma clan did not need to summon and did not gather near the stone pillars, standing to the side.

However, Mo Yan Pixiu only had one descendant, Xiao Bai, so only he was near the stone pillar where the Mo Yan Pixiu was located, looking a little lonely.

Han Li frowned as he looked at Xiao Bai.

"Fellow Daoist Han." Li Qima flew and stood beside Han Li.

Han Li nodded to Li Qima without saying anything.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't worry, what follows is the summoning of the bloodline power of several True Spirit Kings, which is not dangerous." Li Qima said with a smile, seeing Han Li's worry.

"Xiao Bai is only one person, which is too weak compared to the other clans." Han Li still seemed a little worried.

"Don't worry, summoning the True Spirit King's bloodline doesn't depend on the number of people. Although Xiao Bai is only one person, he is the son of Lord Mo Yan Pixiu, and his bloodline power is extremely rich. Not only will he not be strained during the spellcasting, but he will also be much easier than others." Li Qima said with a smile, seemingly knowing a lot.

"Oh, there's such a saying?" Han Li raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

"You'll know when you see it." Li Qima smiled again.

As soon as Li Qima finished speaking, the people of the various clans began to cast their spells. They all drew a line on their wrists with their fingers, and a stream of blood shot out from their wrists.

The blood did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air, turning into blood marks that quickly intertwined with each other, transforming into a complex blood-colored formation that enveloped the stone pillars of the various clans.

Blood-colored lines also appeared on the stone pillars, resonating with the blood-colored formation.

Although Xiao Bai was only one person, he also drew a blood-colored formation with his blood, and his blood formation was obviously much brighter than the other six clans.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ze flickered, dividing into seven, and seven identical figures appeared out of thin air beside the braziers in the seven stone pillars.

Bai Ze next to the five stone pillars of Zhu Yan, Tao Wu, Mountain Giant Ape, Nine-tailed Immortal Fox, and Mo Yan Pixiu flicked his finger, and a flash of fire appeared at the fingertip.

With a soft "poof," a wisp of golden flame ignited in the braziers embedded in the five stone pillars.

Seeing this scene, the people of the five clans immediately used all their strength to activate the blood-colored formation above their heads.

Dazzling blood light bloomed from the blood formation, and the golden flames on the stone pillars also flourished, shining together with the blood formation's light.

At this moment, the five Bai Ze simultaneously recited incantations, pinching their fingers and urging the golden flames to rise and fall.

Suddenly, circles of blood-gold intermingled light spread out, constantly merging into the nearby void.

In the turbulent flow of the void, circles of blood-gold light that could not be identified by the naked eye spread rapidly, permeating one immortal domain after another, and even the major interfaces, revealing waves of power with the meaning of summoning.

"Summoning the bloodline takes some time and cannot be completed in a short while. Let's wait slowly. Fellow Daoist Han, what are your plans after the Blood Sacrifice Assembly?" Li Qima said, and then chatted with Han Li.

"Han..." While chatting with Li Qima, Han Li secretly circulated his power to absorb the nearby rich blood energy, while paying attention to the situation at the stone pillars.

As the two chatted, time passed quickly, and more than half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

The void at the top of the blood-colored stone pillar next to Xiao Bai began to flicker first, and spots of white light permeated from the void, slowly swirling around the golden flames at the top of the stone pillar.

"Those are the True Spirit King's bloodline?" Han Li's eyes lit up.

These white lights contained extremely rich True Spirit bloodline power, very similar to Xiao Bai's bloodline, but much more noble.

"Yes. It seems that Xiao Bai's bloodline is indeed the purest, and he was the first to summon the bloodline power of Lord Mo Yan Pixiu." Li Qima nodded slowly.

More and more white light spots permeated from the void, condensed into one, and turned into a phantom of a snow-white auspicious beast, roughly the same as Xiao Bai's Pixiu form after transformation, but more majestic and extraordinary, with a sense of contempt for all things in its dark eyes.

In particular, a narrow vertical eye cracked open at the center of the snow-white auspicious beast's brow, and wisps of strange black light emanated from it.

Looking at the snow-white auspicious beast, two strange black lights appeared in Xiao Bai's eyes, flickering incessantly.

Seeing this scene, a hint of joy also appeared on Bai Ze's face.

Xiao Bai summoning the True Spirit bloodline of the Mo Yan Pixiu seemed to have set an example, and the other four clans soon had results.

Gray-white light flashed through the void at the top of the Tian Hu clan's stone pillar, and clusters of gray-white light flew out of the void, each cluster emitting a powerful bloodline power.

These gray-white lights quickly gathered in one place and turned into a phantom of a nine-tailed immortal fox.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Tian Hu clan showed great joy.

Among the Tian Hu clan, a layer of fluorescent light appeared on Liu Le'er, and gray-white lines appeared on the skin of her cheeks, arms, and other exposed areas, vaguely resonating with the phantom of the nine-tailed immortal fox in mid-air.

Seeing the situation on Liu Le'er's body, Liu Qing showed a look of joy.

Subsequently, the tops of the stone pillars of the Qing Yuan, Zou Wu, and Moving Mountain Ape clans quickly flashed with light, and the True Spirit King's bloodline power gathered from afar, showing the True Spirit King's phantom, making the three clans overjoyed.

However, there was no reaction at all at the stone pillars of the Hun Dun and Lei Peng clans.