In online games, she's a saint by day but kills everyone she sees at night.

"Blood Exchange Formation?"

Hearing Su Wanqing's slightly puzzled voice, the old tortoise slowly began to explain.

"Blood Exchange Formation, an extremely domineering and insidious formation, whose effects are chilling."

"It can completely transfer all the bloodline and talents of the chosen person to itself, an ability that is undoubtedly a brutal plunder."

"During the casting of this magic circle, the person chosen as a sacrifice will undergo an extremely cruel torment."

"They will clearly perceive the passing of their lives and their helpless demise."

"During this process, they will be forced to drain all the blood from their bodies to nourish this evil magic circle, until the last drop of blood is squeezed out, leaving only a cold skeleton."

"However, I remember that this kind of formation was listed as a forbidden technique a long time ago because it was too evil and cruel, and was completely prohibited."

"The only people who still know about this kind of magic array today are probably those false gods."

After listening to the old tortoise's words, Su Wanqing thought of the various experiences she had had and asked, "Was the situation similar to that of Rui Rui's mother and Meng Li back then?"

“Unlike them, this magic array is more ancient and its effects are more domineering. Bloodline, talent, luck, life and everything else will be stripped away.”

After the old tortoise finished explaining, he became even more worried.

The fact that they can use this kind of magic array shows that these false gods value this place highly, and the danger level here must be very high.

Thinking of this, the old tortoise continued, "The creature imprisoned here must be extraordinary. Qing'er, you must be careful."

Su Wanqing nodded slightly, indicating that she was aware of the level of danger here.

She also promised the old turtle that if she encountered an enemy too powerful to fight, she would not hesitate to run away.

However, Su Wanqing's true thoughts were quite different from what she said.

Since this place is so important to these false gods, I must destroy it no matter what.

Sensing Su Wanqing's inner thoughts, the old tortoise sighed helplessly.

Qing'er is as rebellious and disobedient as ever.

Under the dim light, Su Wanqing moved slowly forward.

She had been walking in this secret room for a while, but she still hadn't reached the center of the formation.

Who could possibly bleed so much? No wonder the old turtle said this place was even more terrifying.

Su Wanqing searched even more carefully, and finally, under her intense tension, she sensed a faint breathing sound.

Based on the location of the sound, Su Wanqing finally saw the unlucky person who had been chosen.

The little boy's clothes were stained red with blood, and there was even a pungent smell similar to chili peppers on them.

"Since you're already here, stop pretending. What other tricks do you have up your sleeve today?"

The little boy, bound within the formation, spoke in a very calm tone, as if he didn't care about his body at all.

Su Wanqing stopped hiding and appeared directly in front of the little boy.

Before Su Wanqing could speak, the little boy asked in surprise, "It's you? Why do you always like to go to dangerous places?"

Su Wanqing was also somewhat surprised: "You know me?"

After a violent coughing fit, the little boy closed his eyes and slowly said, "I wouldn't say we know each other, but we've met once."

Su Wanqing was even more confused after hearing this.

She has always had a good memory, and this stubborn little boy would definitely remember her if he had met her before.

After thinking for a moment, he still asked, "Where did you meet me?"

"Han Tan, you're so shameless, scraping the gold off the three-headed bird statue with a knife."

"Cough cough cough..."

Su Wanqing blushed slightly after hearing this; how could someone else have seen such an embarrassing thing?

He looked at the little boy in front of him again; he didn't seem to have any spiritual energy fluctuations.

According to the Snow Woman and the others, it should be very difficult to go down into the icy pool.

How did the little boy get down there, and how was he even in the icy pool with himself?

He hadn't even noticed the little boy's presence.

Hearing Su Wanqing's embarrassed cough, the little boy said understandingly, "Don't be embarrassed, I shave all the time."

After saying that, he even looked a little proud. Making money is nothing to be ashamed of.

Su Wanqing silently observed the little boy, only noticing his occasional painful groans.

She was starting to doubt the old turtle's words; his relaxed tone made it impossible to sense any pain from him.

However, she caught a keen clue: she had seen this little boy before at the cold pool.

In other words, he is very likely to lead me to the icy pool.

"Can you find the way to the Cold Pool?"

Upon hearing Su Wanqing's question, the little boy's expression hardened.

"I can't find it. The cold pool has collapsed. You should leave here quickly."

Hearing the little boy's words, Su Wanqing's newly ignited hope was extinguished once again.

So she still can't find the way to the cold pool?

The little boy suddenly opened his eyes and urged, "Someone's coming! You'd better hurry up and leave."

Seeing that Su Wanqing hadn't moved, the little boy said again, "Just become invisible like before, and then hurry up and leave this place."

Seeing Su Wanqing disappear again, the little boy closed his eyes once more.

At this moment, Su Wanqing also sensed someone approaching.

She couldn't help but frown; she had always thought her perception was quite strong.

But this little boy was clearly much stronger than her.

"It's not your problem, it's his talent."

Mo Sha interrupted Su Wanqing's thoughts and then said through telepathy, "He can definitely find the entrance to the Cold Pool."

During their conversation, the door to the secret room was opened.

"Light this up! I'm going to have a good time today!"

With this low shout, the previously dimly lit secret room suddenly lit up.

Su Wanqing squinted slightly, trying to adjust to the sudden light.

When she was finally able to see her surroundings clearly, a chill ran through her.

The room was surrounded by all sorts of horrifying torture instruments.

There were barbed whips, bone-scraping knives, and incredibly sharp daggers...

Each item bears traces of blood, as if telling the story of the horrific tragedies that once occurred here.

Just then, Su Wanqing finally saw the owner of the voice.

A man with a long snake tail and a bare upper body was slowly twisting his body as he approached the little boy.

The man's skin had an eerie bluish-green hue, covered with fine scales that shimmered with a cold, icy light under the lamplight.

Coupled with the reactions of those around them, they all fell silent, staring at the man with terrified expressions, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

Clearly, this person was the wicked Snake King that the little jellyfish had mentioned.

The man carefully selected a suitable method of torture on the wall, eventually settling on a whip with barbs.