Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming shook his head at the fearful reaction of the crowd and said, "You don't have to be afraid. Perhaps one day, you will also have a chance to enter."    

"Although I've killed all the Poison Demons in Shenxiong City, most of them are just puppets created by these people, except for a few God Beast Realm Poison Demons that are true Poison Demons."    

"A puppet that has its own consciousness but can't control its own body."    

"The Poison Demon Clan definitely has a lot of Poison Demons. You can hide and imagine that only when the Supreme World is taken over by the Poison Demons will you all have a chance to enter the blood pool and suffer this inhumane torture and become the Poison Demon's puppets."    

Qin Ming's words made everyone retreat in fear.    

They looked at the three men in the pool of blood. The sounds they made in pain were getting softer and softer, but each of them was still struggling in pain. Even if the rope in their hands had already wounded them to the bone, there was no difference between them.    

The three Poison Devils had been very arrogant before, but now, they were all looking at Qin Ming with pleading eyes.    

Their eyes had turned completely red because of the inhumane torture they had to endure. There was not even the whites of their eyes to be seen, and they were all blood-red.    

"Which one of you wants to go in and give it a try?" There was a faint smile on Qin Ming's face as he replied, "I really want to know what it feels like to endure this inhuman torture. If any of you want to go down, as long as you can endure for a quarter of an hour, I will give you a hundred divine beast level healing pills."    

"All of you can testify that as long as you go down for a quarter of an hour, I will give you a hundred divine beast level healing pills with both hands."    

"I believe that all of you have a good reputation for me, Qin Ming. Who wants to go down?"    

When everyone saw that Qin Ming seemed to want them to go down into the blood pool, they couldn't help but retreat.    

What a joke! Who would have the ability to stay in the blood pool for a quarter of an hour? This was simply impossible.    

Unless they were forcefully pressed into the blood pool, just like the three Poison Devils, no one could stay in there for a quarter of an hour.    

They were afraid of this kind of torture. Many female Martial Cultivators even felt that for the rest of the year, they would dream of blood pools at night and be woken up by nightmares.    

However, they did not blame Qin Ming.    

They all understood that Qin Ming had brought them to see the blood pool to make them understand what the Poison Demon was doing to the captured human Martial Cultivators.    

If they were to encounter the Poison Demon again, and if they were unable to survive, the best outcome would be death.    

Suicide might be their best option.    

Once they were pushed into the blood pond, they would suffer a fate worse than death.    

It occurred to him that although the Poison Demon in Shenxiong City had been killed, the Poison Demon Clan was still strong. The Poison Demon Clan was still invading the Supreme World, and there was a high chance that the Poison Demon Clan would succeed.    

At that time, wouldn't all the human Martial Cultivators be pushed into the blood pool by the Poison Demon?    

Qin Ming said that the blood pool could collect grievances for the Poison Demon and nurture new Poison Demons, so the Poison Demon would definitely think of ways to increase the amount of grievances in the blood pool.    

They must be trying their best to push in as many Poison Demons as possible.    

The Fighters' faces paled as they thought about this.    

They only saw the Poison Devils suffer this kind of torture, and it was already enough for them to have nightmares at night. If they went in, they wouldn't dare to imagine.