This was a Divine Sword from ancient times. Although it was broken and most of its runes were damaged, it was still a peerless treasure of slaughter, comparable to a Half-step Holy Artifact. It had once drunk the blood of ancient, powerful beings.
Wang Xiu had a premonition that if this broken sword were allowed to feast on the blood of those Fierce Beasts, it might restore some of its runes and see its power increase dramatically.
"You all step back. Don't move from your spot; I'll be back shortly!" Wang Xiu instructed.
The Blood Pool was incredibly perilous. Even though they were all prodigies, getting too close meant courting disaster. There was no need for them to accompany him.
The group was decisive. They didn't ask to follow, instead turning to retreat to a safe distance and wait for Wang Xiu to return.
