Shi Yan stared at the blood pool with a rigid face. The howls slowly evoked the desire to kill within him, and made him want to kill anyone around him!
His head was still aching and the howls from the blood pool never stopped tormenting him, which made it hard for him to concentrate.
“....Must be the blood pool!”
His countless near-death experiences had steeled his mind and Shi Yan managed to calm down. Although his head still ached, he was able to stay focused, and walked towards the blood pool.