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?"

Southern Gate of Heaven." Greedy Wolf looked down and saw the last word inscribed onto the piece of the gate that had fallen to

Southern Gate of

of Heaven? The gate mentioned in

from TV dramas appeared in his mind. He could see the Southern Gate of Heaven among the clouds as a group of old men with white hair flew around and fairies sang and

Was this a joke?!

be the Southern

Wolf shook his head.

purposely

it was the same as the gate in folklore,

them said anything. But the

as they

This battlefield was real.

a truly horrifying battle occurred here. A

The mist became thicker.

in the midst

that any of this was just an illusion. His heart was pounding wildly,

of prowess,

it was very difficult for him to be affected by anything in the world. But that sorrowful feeling was so real and Jiang Ning