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The Middle-aged Second God spoke to those Innate Realm Grandmasters: "Everyone, I've made today's matters very clear to you. You are the ones we trust the most, which is why we selected you. I want you to help us nurture the Red Flame Demon Wolf. Of course, there is almost a fifty percent mortality rate among you.

If you succeed, we will definitely reward you greatly. However, if you are afraid, it's still not too late to withdraw now. But remember, once you enter the formation, you cannot leave!"

The Innate Grandmasters showed a crazed look in their eyes, having long resigned themselves to facing death.

"Don't worry, Second God, serving you, being able to help, is our honor, our fortune. Now that we're here, we naturally cannot retreat!" the crowd responded.

"Excellent! Then I'm counting on you. If you succeed, you'll be the heroes of Luoying. When Luoying stands at the pinnacle, reappearing on the world stage, you will all be major contributors!"

The Middle-aged Second God stood outside the formation, speaking passionately to the Innate Realm Grandmasters.

Everyone was filled with enthusiasm, and excitement gleamed in their eyes. Each wore an expression of extreme exhilaration. Following Ye Feng's directions, they entered the Blood Origin Returning Formation.

Once inside the Blood Origin Returning Formation, the formation was immediately activated. Ye Feng's True Essence circulated, and he cast out one rune after another, which then imprinted themselves onto the formation as they pulsed.

The formation emitted a dense glow, which Ye Feng initiated, making it operational.

In an instant, a blood-red beam shot skyward, filling the surrounding void.

The runes flowed constantly, transforming into chain-like forms. These blood-colored chains coiled around the thirty-six Innate Realm Grandmasters.

Apprehension flashed in the eyes of the thirty-six Innate Grandmasters as they displayed signs of fear.

Subsequently, the formation seemed to morph into a gigantic furnace. Waves of heat swept through it incessantly. The searing atmosphere inside the formation was extremely agonizing.

The temperature in the formation continuously rose, seemingly roasting the thirty-six Innate Realm Grandmasters.

In no time, sweat covered the foreheads and backs of the thirty-six Innate Realm Grandmasters. Droplets trickled down, their backs soon drenched.

Their sweat kept condensing, gathering into steam that enveloped the two Red Flame Demon Wolves. The wolves absorbed the steam from the thirty-six Innate Strong People's sweat, as though enjoying a sauna, a look of pleasure in their eyes.

The temperature within the formation kept rising, and the expressions of the Innate Realm Grandmasters gradually grew more pained. An hour swiftly passed, and the temperature inside the Blood Origin Returning Formation reached an unimaginable level, causing even the Innate Perfection Grandmasters extreme discomfort.

They became parched, feeling as if their essence blood might evaporate.

At this time, the weaker Innate Strong People in the initial stages started to sweat blood-colored droplets.

Their sweat contained their essence blood, and the blood-colored droplets evaporated into a mist, enveloping the two Red Flame Demon Wolves, who showed a look of eager pleasure, their eyes turning blood-red, exuding a terrifying aura of killing intent, a bloodthirsty presence.

The three Second Gods watched from the sidelines, aware that their Red Flame Demon Wolves' power was rapidly growing, feeling the effectiveness.

The three Second Gods became excited, anticipating how powerful their Red Flame Demon Wolves would become after the ritual.

As time passed, another hour swiftly elapsed, and pain filled the eyes of the audience.

They felt as if all their blood was about to evaporate, reaching unbearable levels as if death loomed. They wanted to escape, but the chains bound them, and they were too weak to flee the formation.

"Ah~~" Finally, cries of painful, hoarse screams erupted from the Innate Realm Grandmasters.

However, Ye Feng felt no compassion for them since everyone he chose was heinously vile, murderously monstrous people who didn't deserve sympathy.

Soon, the blood mist deepened in color, eventually forming two massive blood spheres that surrounded the two Red Flame Demon Wolves, whose eyes turned frenzied and bloodthirsty.

Then, the two Red Flame Demon Wolves voraciously devoured the surrounding blood spheres.

A look of greed, bloodlust, and satisfaction shone in their eyes.

In a short time, the two Red Flame Demon Wolves completely devoured the blood spheres.

Instantly, the bodies of the two bloodthirsty demon wolves swelled significantly, albeit still much smaller than the Young Second God, but their aura was nearly on par with the Young Second God's Vajra.

Their muscles were filled with explosive power, their fur emanating a faint blood-colored glow.

The eyes of the three Second Gods were filled with excitement, aware that their Red Flame Demon Wolves had become extraordinarily powerful, a completely different level from before.

Finally, at this moment, Ye Feng ceased the operation of the formation.

"Boom!" Ye Feng's face turned pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead as if he'd suffered severe damage, his expression terribly weak.

"Ye Feng, are you alright?" the three Second Gods asked worriedly, sensing Ye Feng was considerably drained; otherwise, he wouldn't be this weak.

Ye Feng shook his head, indicating he was fine.