My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 650 Acquaintance

The top of Qingqiu Mountain.

A strange, mournful howl rang out, startling the bewildered crowd.

From within the blood river hanging upside down in the sky, countless blood shadows suddenly burst forth.

"Demon-Sealing Spell!" Lu Han shouted.

Several drills showed that the Taoist apprentices almost instinctively recited the Demon-Sealing Incantation.

But as soon as the emerald green power to dispel demonic influence arose, everyone stopped their incantations one after another.

Looking at the blood-red shadows that blotted out the sky like locusts, and then at the mere hundred or so people on the mountaintop, a strange emotion suddenly arose in everyone's hearts.

Lu Han, who was fully focused on casting the Demon-Sealing Spell, snapped out of his daze and caught a glimpse of everyone's expressions out of the corner of his eye. His face immediately darkened.

"The sect leader has already issued the decree and contract. Those who desert in the face of battle will be struck by lightning and die without a chance of survival. You must not make a mistake!" he warned loudly.

Struck by lightning?

Ten deaths and no life?

That’s not necessarily true!

The soldiers who had been hesitant all became determined.

Like a bolt of lightning flashing across the sky, in a split second, Lu Han suddenly understood the thoughts of the Taoist soldiers.

A secret technique to ward off disaster and avert calamity?!

That's just a way to exploit Bai Yu, the Dao soldier apprentice. In the past, the truth would be subtly revealed before the Dao soldier went to the Thousand Machines Sect.

But this group of people in front of me...

Oh no!

Before he could even open his mouth to warn them, someone in the crowd took off on a flying kite.

With surging magical power, the flying kite broke through the clouds and soared towards the Misty Forest outside Qingqiu Mountain.

As if a switch had been flipped, various escape techniques and secret arts were unleashed, and the more than one hundred soldiers who had just been gathered together scattered in all directions.

Lu Han, Yang Fu, and the others turned deathly pale.

These Taoist apprentices don't know the power of the contract book. Don't they know it yet?

If the secret technique to ward off calamity were effective, why would they still be staying on Mount Qingqiu right now?!

bang bang bang...

A series of explosions suddenly rang out, and the Taoist apprentices who had just flown out of Qingqiu Mountain were blown apart in mid-air.

Blood, flesh, and bone fragments flew everywhere, like beautiful and bewitching crimson fireworks.

The air trembled violently as the shockwave spread, and those remaining on the mountaintop were immediately filled with fear.

Chen Mu stared intently at a drop of blood that had fallen into the air not far away, with golden and red lightning flashing on it.

In just three breaths, the blood droplet was evaporated by the lightning, leaving only a little black ash that drifted away in the wind.

Chen Mu seemed to be petrified, frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

Is being struck by five thunderbolts from the inside out?

Even a single drop of blood has to be exploded and evaporated. How cruel!

Damn it!

……

The stars shone brightly on Mount Qingqiu.

A dark gap stretching for miles, like a hideous scar, lies across the sky.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in loose white clothes appeared beside the crack.

His jet-black hair was simply tied into a ponytail, with two strands of black hair floating like antennae in front of his forehead. The river of blood roared and surged around him, but he was completely unaffected.

With a keen interest, her clear, blood-red pupils surveyed the area below, a faint smile on her face, her whole body languid.

"Lan Zhang, why did you choose such a poor place?" A dark shadow spread and expanded beneath his feet.

Swish!

Countless scarlet eyes of varying sizes suddenly appeared on the shadowy figure.

Several thin, black shadows, sharp as cones and blades, diverged and extended, suddenly arriving beside Lan Zhang's ear.

A large eyeball, rapidly rotating up, down, left, and right, suddenly appeared in the center of the sharp blade's shadow.

"There are too few hairless monkeys around, so there aren't many elemental spirits for you to snatch."

"This opportunity to plunder Hundred Will Heaven is extremely precious. Why didn't you choose a better place?" The Blind Child grumbled in dissatisfaction. His voice sounded like the murmurs of millions of people at the same time, and just listening to it made people's hearts itch and go crazy.

"That's called a person, not a hairless monkey," Lan Zhang corrected with a chuckle.

"I bet you're up to some wicked scheme again!" The Blind Boy's eyes gleamed.

“I am not from the Netherworld, and the God of Mo Nuo does not trust me, which is why he sent me to such a barren place.”

"Here, even if I rack my brains, it's like trying to do something big in a snail's shell. Even if I wanted to do something great, I wouldn't have the means," Lan Zhang said, spreading his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"Bullshit!" The blind boy stared intently at Lan Zhang with his big eyes: "Mo Nuo gave you five choices, why would you choose this most remote place for no reason?"

"I did all this for you!" Lan Zhang sighed, his voice earnest.

The blind boy was immediately bewildered.

Our relationship has always been one where you want to devour me, and I want to eat you up, hasn't it?

When did things become so good?

"Use your bloodline supernatural powers to sense things. There's a hidden grotto-heaven right here," Lan Zhang said with a smile.

"Is it that special spirit who used the Mountain-Carrying Scripture to escape the Netherworld?" The blind boy's eyes lit up simultaneously. Lan Zhang's smile grew even more amiable: "If you devour his Shadow Cave, you will surely advance further. You see, I'm doing this entirely for your sake."

"Thinking of me? Ha!" A black shadow, sharp as a blade, spun around, its large eyes fixed on Lan Zhang: "I think you want to obtain an even stronger Blood Shadow clone."

Just as he had always coveted Lan Zhang's origin, Lan Zhang also wanted to merge him into the Blood Cloud.

"Still so greedy even when death is imminent. The fourth level of the Demonic Realm Blood Nerve is hard to control, isn't it?" The Blind Child said gloatingly.

Lan Zhang, who had been smiling all along, suddenly became expressionless.

The blind boy suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"You deliberately chose such a barren place because you were afraid that the Blood God Child would devour too many living beings and accelerate the process of the Blood Nerve going out of control?"

"Ha! Lan Zhang, Lan Zhang, I'm waiting for you to go crazy!"

With a series of hearty laughs, the blind boy's figure vanished without a trace.

……

bang bang bang...

A dull thud echoed across the summit of Qingqiu Mountain.

A verdant, arc-shaped aura enveloped the numerous Dao soldiers.

Countless blood-red shadows descended from the sky, crashing into the demon-sealing spiritual light and creating ripples.

The enormous demon-sealing aura barrier visibly shrank. The soldiers were filled with despair, yet dared not stop chanting the demon-sealing incantation.

Chen Mu mingled in the crowd, his powerful magic surging, and the strange power of the Three Yin Demon-Slaying Technique was fiercely poured into the Demon-Sealing Spiritual Light.

"If I had known that the secret technique for warding off disasters and avoiding calamities was useless, I would never have signed the contract!" Chen Mu thought bitterly.

The Divine Power of Listening covered an area of ​​thirty miles, and none of the dozens of soldiers who had just fled managed to escape its range.

Even the worst off were struck by lightning and charred black; those who survived were left with only half a life.

"If we truly defend Qingqiu Mountain to the death, we will definitely be torn apart and devoured by demons."

The Blood River hangs upside down, its blood shadows endless. Even if one cultivates the River Chariot technique and possesses great power, in the end one will only be overwhelmed and killed by countless demons.

Even Zheng Bailian, who was at the Dao Foundation stage, ran away. How could I possibly stop him?

"Should we take a gamble on the effectiveness of the Nine Lives Dividing Tribulation Technique?" Chen Mu hesitated for a moment.

But the power of the Pure Yang Dao Ancestor was truly terrifying, and he was unsure whether he could withstand the Five Thunderbolts striking him.

Before he could make up his mind, Yang Fu suddenly shouted from not far away: "The imperial edict ordered us to defend Qingqiu Mountain to the death, but it didn't say that we should fight the demons to the death."

"Hiding in the secret warehouse of the General Affairs Bureau can also be considered as obeying the imperial edict."

"There are protective laws and restrictions there, enough to save our lives!"

Everyone was cheered up.

Does not leaving Qingqiu Mountain mean you are not disobeying orders?

Can contracts and imperial edicts be interpreted like this?!

Chen Mu, who was mixed in with the crowd, was overjoyed.

At this moment, the blood-red demons in the sky resembled locusts, but most of them rushed towards the Misty Forest.

Only a small portion remained on Qingqiu Mountain.

If we can manage to sneak into a secluded mountain valley protected by magical laws, we might actually be able to save our lives!

"That's good, I don't have to risk my life to gamble on the Nine Lives Tribulation Technique." Chen Mu felt a huge sense of relief.

But the next moment, he felt his feet suddenly stop.

Before he knew it, strips of black cloth, like ribbons, had wrapped around his calves.

It was as if countless water plants were entwined around him, fixing him firmly in place.

Swish!

Countless eyes suddenly opened on that dark, shadowy ribbon.

"Lan Zhang was right after all; you really do possess my clan's Shadow Cave Heaven."

"You, a ghost from the underworld, not only possess my clan's supernatural powers, but you can also possess a hairless monkey and cultivate magical abilities?"

"I can't bear to kill you," the blind boy said jokingly.

Blue Seal?

Ghosts?

That madman who cultivated the Blood Nerve and devoured the entire Hai-character camp?

Chen Mu felt a chill run down his spine.

A few long-forgotten memories of the Netherworld Demon Heaven surged into his mind.

I knew those blood-red shadows looked familiar; turns out they were the Blood Nerve!

I've been targeted by this monster...

To be finished!

(End of this chapter)