My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 486 Fisherman
In a mountain forest, a burly, bald man with three eyes on his forehead was desperately fleeing.

He leaned forward, his feet barely touching the ground, quickly dodging the oncoming trees, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, silently and rapidly darting forward.

Suddenly, a cloud that looked like thick blood plasma descended from the sky and blocked our view.

The three-eyed burly man's expression changed drastically. His rapid flight abruptly stopped, and he darted off in the other direction with lightning speed, glancing back at the blood mass as he flew.

Seeing the blood mass standing still in the distance, he breathed a sigh of relief. But as soon as he turned to look at the road, a flat, blood-red water curtain suddenly appeared in front of him.

The hand that instinctively reached out to block the water easily pierced through the thin curtain of water. But as soon as it passed through the water curtain, the once full and strong arm suddenly shrank and withered, becoming like a piece of dry wood in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to adjust his position and retreat, the blood-red water curtain suddenly accelerated forward, like a fishing net blocking the river, instantly trapping him inside.

puff!
With a soft sound, the three-eyed giant burst through the curtain of water. While still in mid-air, his nearly three-meter-tall, muscular body instantly shrank, his pale skin turning ashen at a visible speed, like a thousand-year-old decaying corpse, before shattering into pieces upon landing.

The crimson water curtain contracted and converged, transforming into a droplet-shaped blood mass more than three meters in diameter. Accompanied by a joyful cheer, it suddenly soared into the sky, trailing a streak of crimson light.

Similar scenes played out repeatedly throughout the mountains and forests.

The densely packed Blood God Children resembled blood-red locusts, soaring and falling, turning each three-eyed Netherworld Clan member into withered bone fragments.

Above the sky, surging blood flowed and surged, like a long river flowing backwards.

Lan Zhang lay lazily on the cloud with his hands folded behind his head, the afternoon sunlight shining on his face, exuding indescribable comfort and leisure.

A dark shadow that kept changing shape suddenly appeared beside me, with countless large, constantly rotating eyes on it.

"That Jian Chan is indeed ruthless and treacherous." The blind boy's voice, layered upon layered, appeared: "He actually dared to blow up eleven Gates of Hell?"

"As soon as the Three-Eyed Underworld Clan broke through the outer defenses, the Gate of Hell exploded and collapsed one after another, and nearly 60% of their combat force died on the spot."

"The remaining remnants of the army were dragged into the gates of hell by the twelve soul-summoning banners."

"This group of three-eyed underworld beings is completely finished."

"So ruthless?" Lan Zhang raised an eyebrow and slowly stood up. "It seems City Lord Jian really wants me dead."

"You mean this chain of killing formations was originally meant to kill you?" The blind boy's eyes widened. "Weren't we cooperating quite well before?"

"Just because you sent some Blood God Children to his camp?"

"Your Lord Jian is really petty."

Lan Zhang chuckled: "If it weren't for his vengeful nature, I wouldn't have been able to plot against the Three Yin Netherworld Clan and reap the benefits."

A glint of anticipation flashed in his eyes: "Let's go, it's time to see my spoils."

Having merely devoured a small portion of the Three-Eyed Netherworld Clan, Xue Yun's power had already doubled. Once he absorbed all the elite members of the Three-Eyed Netherworld Clan, his power would increase even further.

At that time, the blood-red clouds will cover the sky, enough to withstand most dangers, allowing him to roam freely in the Netherworld.

Thinking of this, even with Lan Zhang's strong character, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

Taking a deep breath to suppress his emotions, Lan Zhang waved his hand, and the massive blood cloud surged and rolled, suddenly transforming into a streak of blood-red light that vanished in a flash.

The blood cloud vanished, leaving a large empty space. Accompanied by a deafening roar, the surrounding air collapsed rapidly, and a fierce wind swept through the area.

……

Jigu City General Camp.

Within a circular area centered on the Gate of Hell, the mountains and hills were completely destroyed and leveled, with large numbers of three-eyed human corpses lying among them.

From the sky, the eleven gates of hell are arranged in a circle, like a bracelet made of blood, fire, and corpses, which is terrifying beyond words.

At this moment, the gates of Thousand Lanterns City were opened to their maximum extent, resembling a curtain the size of half a football field spread out in mid-air.

Thick black smoke poured down from within the curtain, rolling forward like surging ocean waves upon landing. Wherever it passed, severed limbs and broken bodies were swept up by the black smoke and lifted into the sky, disappearing into the curtain in the blink of an eye.

Under Chen Mu's command, the curtain acted like a robot vacuum cleaner, circling around the Gate of Hell and thoroughly cleaning the area around it.

The three-eyed man has a pale face, no hair, and pitch-black eyes. He is nearly three meters tall and has bulging muscles. Although he looks like a human, he is not human after all.

Chen Mu felt only a slight pang of guilt when he used them to fill the bottomless pool, and then felt no more burdened.

The three-eyed man was not one of the rotten fish he had caught before, and the number of his corpses was so large that it was enough for him to activate the Gates of Hell and leave the Netherworld.

Although he knew it wasn't appropriate, when Chen Mu stood on the ninth shattered gate of hell, looking at the battlefield he had almost cleaned up, he couldn't help but grin.

"Although we didn't get a ride from the main camp this time, we unexpectedly found a gas station right at our death's door. It was a worthwhile trip! Haha!"

He was happily operating the Qiandengcheng brand vacuum cleaner when suddenly the sky darkened.

Immediately following was a deafening roar, a powerful shockwave surged forth, and a vast lake of blood, obscuring the sky, suddenly appeared. Chen Mu looked up abruptly and saw a pair of narrow eyes gleaming with bloodlust. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body trembling with fear!

Another blood nerve?!
Why are there these bastards everywhere!
He immediately took all the spirits into Thousand Lantern City and turned to burrow underground.

But a cold gaze swept over him, and the surrounding air instantly turned into sticky glue, fixing him in place and making it impossible for him to move.

Chen Mu's expression changed drastically.

……

When Lan Zhang suddenly appeared, riding on a crimson escape light.

The first thing I saw was a battlefield cleaner than a face, and the second thing I saw was a bastard grinning like an idiot.

He froze, his bloodshot pupils dilated uncontrollably, and his head buzzed.

The loot was stolen?

The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; I've become the mantis myself!

Damn!

He raised his hand and swung it down hard.

boom!
Suddenly, a blood-red hand flew out from the towering blood-red clouds, swatting at Chen Mu viciously as if swatting a mosquito.

The bloody hand was as large as a mountain, but its speed was by no means slow. One moment it appeared in the clouds, and the next moment it suddenly crossed hundreds of meters and appeared above Chen Mu's head.

Chen Mu's pupils suddenly contracted to a point, and almost instinctively unleashed the Ten Thousand Ghosts Carrying the Mountain technique, instantly draining all the Yin spirits' divine power within the Thousand Lanterns City.

The air can be contained for a hundred miles!

An invisible force spun rapidly, piling up layer upon layer, and suddenly transformed into layers of sharp cones covering the sky above, just like a giant bamboo shoot growing rapidly and shooting straight into the sky.

Chen Mu's expression was cold as he stared intently at Blood Hand Mountain.

Kwai Shui Yin Lei!

The magical power within the jade seed was instantly depleted, and a bright white and blue lightning bolt suddenly appeared, instantly filling the space between the bamboo shoot-shaped energy barriers.

The next moment, the blood-red palm collided with the thunderous bamboo shoot.

boom!
The air exploded, and an invisible force suddenly spread out from the point of contact, instantly dimming the bright white lightning on the bamboo shoot tip.

A sharp pain struck, and Chen Mu's vision went black. It felt as if someone had hit his head hard with a hammer.

Done!

……

In the sky, feeling the strong resistance coming from his palm, Lan Zhang's narrow eyes shot out a sharp gaze, and his right hand pressed down slightly.

The crimson hand, which had just begun to pause, continued its relentless downward press.

The layers of defense formed by the Qi-restricted alien force were like real bamboo shoots, easily crushed by the blood hand, and instantly shattered into pieces.

boom!
Like a ball that had been smashed, a surging shockwave burst forth from beneath the blood-red palm, spreading in all directions.

The scattered corpses of the three-eyed man were immediately overturned, rolling and flying around like rag dolls.

The next moment, the bloody hand suddenly turned into light and disappeared, and a huge handprint as deep as a five or six-story building appeared on the ground. The remaining half of the Gate of Hell was completely reduced to dust, but Chen Mu's figure disappeared.

"They ran away?" The figure of the blind boy appeared beside Lan Zhang: "It seems to be some kind of Pot Heaven Technique."

"And this person looks kind of familiar."

“This man was once a soldier of the Hai Banner.” Lan Zhang said with a cold face, “His divine power is mixed, and Shen Yan’s aura is also mixed in. It seems that this is the man who rescued Shen Yan back then.”

"The Mountain-Carrying Sutra again?" Wumu's eyes widened.

"So you're saying you planned for half a year, only to have a mere auxiliary soldier steal your harvest? Haha!"

"And the other side is using the 'Mountain-Carrying Sutra' that you threw away?"

"After all the scheming, I couldn't even count on a single auxiliary soldier. This is hilarious, hahaha..." The Blind Child laughed so hard he trembled.

Lan Zhang turned around abruptly, staring at the countless eyes of the blind boy who was laughing until tears streamed down his face, his expression turning ashen.

(End of this chapter)