Under the enveloping stench of blood, a flame of blood-red seemed to emerge within the Blood Cauldron.
Within the blood-red flame, the Blood Soul Coffin slowly floated upward.
At this moment, the Blood Soul Coffin was completely different from before.
Firstly, its size.
Currently, the Blood Soul Coffin had transformed into seven feet in length.
Moreover, it was entirely blood-red, covered with various silver runes.
Seeing the transformed Blood Soul Coffin, whether Xu Huo or the eight Elders, all showed expressions of grave seriousness.
As though this blood ritual had reached its most critical moment.
Their respective primordial power was also pushed to the strongest state.
From afar, Zhou Yu's eyes also showed a grave expression.
Because just now, he suddenly perceived a strange aura emerging from the Blood Soul Coffin.
Furthermore, this aura was rapidly intensifying.
