Jacob looked around and found that the lake of blood was there for a long time. Logically, that lake should have dried up a long time ago, but why did it appear to be slightly viscous and had not dried up at all?
"This is blood?" Jurnee was in disbelief.
"Yes, it's blood." Jacob stared at a small piece of weathered stone beside the bloody lake and murmured, "Look at that stone. It's been there for a long time. I'm afraid the lake has existed for thousands of years."
"But why hasn't it dried up yet? And why is there so much blood here?" Jurnee was getting more and more confused.
"I don't know." Jacob shook his head. He paced around the lake, only to see that the land beside the lake was soft, like quicksand.
He accidentally stepped on something hard. There was a faint power
