Immediately, a strong force yanked Zhou Xuan upward, and everything around him reverted to the viscous, bright red blood.
His body rose rapidly, and once Bai Gu Monk pulled Zhou Xuan out of the Blood Well, Zhou Xuan collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.
He noticed that his body was covered with numerous purple marks—corpse spots that only appeared on the dead.
By the side of the well, the pocket watch's hands pointed precisely to "one."
"I can't believe I've accumulated so much death energy."
Zhou Xuan stared at the purple spots on his body, which took several minutes to fade just a little.
"The talismanic script states that each descent into the Blood Well must not exceed three sticks of incense's time. Judging by this, if someone lingers too long, their body would fill entirely with death energy. At that point, whether I'd be alive or dead would become uncertain."
