189: Chapter 185: The Blood-colored Great Wasteland!
_1 189: Chapter 185: The Blood-colored Great Wasteland!
_1 Blood flowed into a river that spanned thousands of miles, corpses piled up into a mountain that stood tall without collapsing!
What a horrifying sight it was; it felt as though the entire Great Wasteland had plunged into purgatory.
Black mist choked the vault of the heaven, forming a dark veil that threatened to make the sun perish.
Endless resentful spirits and vague apparitions appeared as if they were illusions.
If Xiao Chen weren’t experiencing it firsthand, he’d have thought it to be a dream.
Sounds of wind howled mournfully in the deserted wilderness.
Corpses and bones scattered across, flesh and limbs flung everywhere!
At this mont, Xiao Chen stood within the remnants of a human tribe, a small tribe that numbered no more than a thousand.
He did not know the na of this tribe, and he would never find out its na.
Because this tribe had been wiped off from the face of the Great Wasteland, all its people had returned to the earth, their lineage and sacrifice completely severed.
By his side was the black earth, the bloodstained sky, the mountain of corpses, collapsed tents, and disheveled stone houses.
Blood-soaked vegetation painted a grueso mural of bloodshed.
There wasn’t a hint of vitality left in the tribe.
All humans, from the aged to the young toddlers, had their fresh blood drained by resentful spirits and turned into dry corpses.
So even maintained their pre-mortem positions, but everything had returned to dust.
This was the ninth human tribe that Xiao Chen had encountered being completely decimated by non-human beings since he left his tribe.
Among them, three were Lower Ranked Battle Divisions.
But all of them ended up the sa, their tribes eradicated and turned into bones.
Every square inch of ground was soaked in blood.
The sight was heartrending.
At this mont, it seed like this whole area with a radius of ten thousand miles had been ravaged to nothing by non-human beings, transforming into a desolate land.
Clasping his Dark Blood War Spear tightly that his sharp nails had dug into his own flesh without him realizing, Xiao Chen had crossed thousands of miles across the Great Wasteland.
Ruins were all he saw, a devastating sight.
Countless human tribes lay dead in the wilderness.
The human tribes fought their separate battles, lacking the ability to reinforce each other.
They were eventually broken down, one by one, by these vengeful spirits.
And so, the human tribes disappeared one after another, leaving nothing behind, and countless vibrant lives were lost.
Xiao Chen had found out the cause of this apocalyptic chaos.
It was the result of the hunted non-human tribe mbers.
He also got information from so adventurers trying to replenish supplies from the Gu Yuan Tribe, powerful adventurers from the Giant Stone Valley were once again gathering within a radius of ten thousand miles.
They intend to behead the non-human tribe mber who was causing all the havoc and avenge the fallen human tribes.
“Suicidal!”
Xiao Chen was mildly shocked, then his gaze intensified.
The faint green glow on his Dark Blood War Spear fluctuated.
As the green light appeared, the dark mist around him was torn apart like ragged cloth.
Roar, roar, roar!
Imdiately, the previously quiet mist ca to life with rampaging demons.
Countless illusions extended their tusks towards Xiao Chen.
These were resentful spirits that had been trapped underground for ten thousand years, deprived of daylight.
One could imagine the level of grudge these spirits had accumulated.
While moving through the gloomy mist, under his Dark Blood Spear, each swing would shatter an illusion.
The illusions were forcefully broken by the green spear glow, offering no resistance.
As they let out silent screams, they dissipated.
Kill one in ten steps, leave no trace throughout a thousand miles!
There were simply too many resentful spirits.
On the way here, Xiao Chen already didn’t know how many resentful spirits he had slain under his spear.
Almost on every mile of his journey, he would encounter so resentful spirit wandering.
As he held the spear and moved forward, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the occasional sound of crying reached his ears.
Those were the souls of the people of the Great Wasteland Ancient Human Tribe crying in grief.
Every ti he heard this crying, Xiao Chen’s killing intent would inexplicably increase.
The number of resentful spirits that Xiao Chen had slain over his journey was already beyond counting.
So of them were rely at the Bone-Tempering Realm, while others had reached the Blood Refining Realm.
These resentful spirits don’t have consciousness.
They only have a sharp sense towards vitality and chanically drain everything that lives around them to a dry corpse.
Originally, Xiao Chen had left his tribe with the intention to reach the place where these resentful spirits were released for investigation.
He even wanted to kill the person who had unsealed these spirits from underground, solving this crisis from the root.
But unfortunately, there were just too many spirits, seemingly endless.
As Xiao Chen carried a strong Yang aura, these resentful spirits, that were extrely sensitive to signs of life, were attracted to him wherever he went.
He was like a shining sun attracting these resentful spirits to attack him.
As he ventured deeper, Xiao Chen found these spirits becoming stronger.
Among the wave of spirits assaulting him now, the weakest was around the Perfect Bone-Tempering Realm.
“I can’t waste any more ti with these mindless spirits, I have to finish this quickly.”
Being in the vast ocean of resentful spirits, Xiao Chen was worried about the safety of the Gu Yuan Tribe.
He originally wanted to assess the magnitude of this non-human crisis.
But it turned out to be several tis worse than he had anticipated.
These seemingly mindless, dead spirits who drifted randomly were fearless of death.
As soon as they locked onto a target, they would stick onto them relentlessly, unless one side was completely eradicated.
Boom!
With one strike, he shattered a resentful spirit that had reached Blood Refining Realm.
Xiao Chen swung his War Spear again to confront another illusion beside him.
His spear technique beca even more ruthless, and tore open a crack in the dense illusions with the body of a sharp arrow, aiming to move further away.
He needed to go to the place where the seal had been broken to investigate and could then make complete arrangents for the future battles of the Gu Yuan Tribe.
Over his journey, Xiao Chen had beco numb to the sight.
After killing countless resentful spirits and taking detours around many obstacles, he finally stood in front of the Bloody Valley.
He was familiar with this valley because not long ago, he had been here, intending to enter the ancient human tribe relics.
In retrospect, he was frightened.
Perhaps the earth underneath this valley had buried many treasures, but it was also coupled with endless traps.
Staring at the valley, it had already sowhat changed.
The previously steep cliffs had half-collapsed, as far as he could see, it was a scene of devastation.
Xiao Chen paused for a mont, although he was fairly certain that the non-human who had broken the seal had already left, he still wanted to enter the valley to investigate if there was any ans to restore the seal.
After all, resentful spirits were still erging from the valley.
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Chen stepped forward, slowly walking toward the valley.
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