Billionaire God of War

"That's a lot of bloodstains," Jiang Ning said in shock. "What on earth is this place?"

From what he could see, this wasn't a one sided killing but a ferocious battle between two sides. Jiang Ning could imagine how a knife had slit another person's throat, causing this amount of blood to spurt out and spray onto the stone pillar, resulting in these dried bloodstains.

It was hard to imagine what could have resulted in such tragedy.

Jiang Ning had gone through wars, so he could imagine how terrifying it must have been.

Greedy Wolf remained silent too. He was clearly shocked by everything he could see.

He had been prepared for all the dangers in the passageway, and he knew that everything they had run into along the way was just the tip of the iceberg among the dangers they would meet on their search for the Longevity Pond.

But what lay before him was clearly the aftermath of a fierce battle. He simply couldn't imagine how terrible it must have been.

"What on earth happened here?" he mumbled to himself. "None of the records talk about this."

He had read many historical records and had read everything that was available on the Longevity Pond. He had made a lot of preparations all these years for the sake of finding this pond.

He didn't think there would be a battlefield along the way.

"What's that?" Jiang Ning suddenly looked up and noticed a few words written at the top of the gate. "Southern...gate?"

Greedy Wolf looked down and saw the last word inscribed onto the piece of

Southern Gate of

the Southern Gate of Heaven? The gate mentioned in folklore

could see the Southern Gate of Heaven among the clouds as a group of old men with

Was this a joke?!

could this be the Southern

Greedy Wolf shook his head.

purposely called

the gate in folklore, because that sounded insane. It seemed even

them said anything. But the faint

they stood where they

This battlefield was real.

to creep into their noses, as if to tell them that a truly horrifying

The mist became thicker.

visible in the midst of the mist and

His heart was pounding wildly,

of prowess,

to be affected by anything in the world. But that