I, the Wudang junior master, only want to cultivate immortality!

Chapter 284 The Sea of ​​Bitterness
a few days later.

The sound of brisk horse hooves rang out one after another along the forest path. On these horses were the scouts of the Ming Dynasty who had separated from the main group.

At this time, they were already two hundred miles away from the main force.

"Everyone listen up, dismount and rest for half an hour!"

Following the order from the armored man at the front of the team, all the scouts hurriedly reined in their horses, dismounted and tied their horses to nearby tree trunks.

The whole process was smooth and disciplined, demonstrating the extremely high military qualities of the Ming Dynasty soldiers.

Afterwards, everyone sat around, made a fire and cooked. Someone volunteered to catch a few wild rabbits. As the firewood burned, the aroma of meat filled the air.

The atmosphere of the entire team was quite relaxed, with everyone making harmless jokes with each other, and it seemed more like people going on a picnic than gathering intelligence.

One of the young men, who looked to be in his early twenties, asked the leading armored man with a somewhat dissatisfied expression.

"Brother Zhao, what intelligence can we gather? Could it be that those people from Wudang Sect are setting up an ambush for us in advance?"

"In my opinion, our action this time is totally unnecessary."

"It's quite tiring to travel through the wilderness. It's far less comfortable than being in the army. At least there's a place to sleep at night, right?"

The man called Brother Zhao, Zhao Ji, laughed and shook his head.

"ambush?"

"There are only a few hundred people in the Wudang Sect. Are they going to ambush us with their heads?"

"It's already pretty good that we didn't run away."

Then he looked around as usual and lowered his voice.

"I heard that it was Duan Tianya, the top spy of Hulong Villa who came with the army, who gave the Marquis advice, saying that he must be careful when facing the Wudang Sect."

"You all know the Marquis's character. He is always cautious."

"So sending us out was also to avoid giving people a chance to criticize us. It was like putting on a full show."

"Even the general who sent me the message didn't explain our mission. The purpose is self-evident. In this case, we should just let it go and go through the process."

"As for living in the wilderness here, it is indeed a bit inconvenient, but the game we have is something we can't enjoy in the army."

"I remember there is a city a hundred miles ahead. I will take you to the brothel in the city to have some fun!"

"Wang Kuo, I remember you are still a novice, right? Don't be afraid, just do what I do when the time comes."

As soon as these words were spoken, the young man named Wang Kuo who had spoken earlier looked shy, while the other scouts' eyes lit up and they winked at each other, showing a look that showed they understood.

In fact, the Ming Dynasty army had very strict rules. It stands to reason that scouts were required to be 100% alert at all times when they were gathering intelligence outside.

If they are not vigilant enough or are distracted at this time, what often awaits these scouts is a hidden arrow from nowhere!
Not to mention straying off the spy route without permission and going into the city for fun.

But now the atmosphere is so relaxed, even the team leader Zhao Ji did not scold but took the lead instead, which is enough to show that everyone does not care much about this matter.

In other words, he was full of confidence in the Ming Dynasty's action and felt that destroying the Wudang Sect would be a piece of cake.

Just as everyone was enjoying the delicious food, Wang Kuo was suddenly stunned. He straightened up, his ears twitched rapidly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

"Why do I hear a sound like the sound of ocean waves in this desolate wilderness?"

The scout next to him waved his hand nonchalantly.

"You heard me wrong? There's not even a river here, so where does the sea come from?"

But Zhao Ji became alert and asked with a frown.

"Wang Kuo, are you really sure?"

Wang Kuo seemed a little nervous, and his ears trembled faster and faster. After a few breaths, he nodded again affirmatively.

"Brother Zhao, I am sure I heard it correctly. There is indeed the sound of waves a few miles to the north, and it is getting closer and closer to us, and seems to be moving in our direction."

"You also know that I practice the family martial arts, the Wind Listening Technique. This martial art doesn't add much to combat power, but it can greatly enhance my hearing. This is why I was able to enter the scout camp."

This time, Zhao Ji frowned even more deeply.

Of course he knew about Wang Kuo's family's Listening to the Wind Art, which was a rather peculiar martial art.

It is said that the head of the Wang family, who has now reached the level of a grandmaster, can even hear noises a hundred miles away. If Wang Kuo said so, he must not be joking.

After a brief hesitation, Zhao Ji gave the order decisively.

"Since we are scouts, we can't ignore the situation, but we can't take it lightly either."

"Everyone, listen up. Disperse and mount your horses immediately to head north to see what this 'wave' is all about."

After the military order was issued.

The other scouts who were holding the roasted rabbit legs threw them away without any hesitation, packed up their belongings quickly and neatly, got on their horses, and dispersed in groups of ten according to their daily training, spreading out to the north like a net.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Ji had already run more than five miles toward the north.

At this moment, even he and other scouts in the team could hear the surging sound.

"It really is the sound of waves! But how could there be a sea here?"

A scout in the team showed a look of surprise. Zhao Ji's expression became serious, "Perhaps this is an ambush set by the Wudang Sect. Everyone should be alert and be extremely careful."

"There is a small hill ahead. I think we can see what is going on after we climb over it."

"Remember, we scouts must ensure our own safety."

"If things are impossible, the first thing to do is to escape with all your strength and pass on the message!"

The others also put away their relaxed mood and quickly followed Zhao Ji's orders.

Da~da~da~
The crisp sound of horse hooves rang out, and everyone galloped and soon reached the top of the hill. When they saw the scene on the other side of the hill, everyone was shocked and expressions of shock appeared on their faces.

What came into view was a sea of ​​blood that stretched as far as the eye could see, seemingly endless!
The blood-red waves continued to roll and hit the low hills, making the splashing sound they heard.

What was even more horrifying was that in this sea of ​​blood there were countless human and animal limbs floating around, and an extremely unpleasant smell was rushing into everyone's nostrils.

vomit! vomit!
Even the experienced scouts in the army couldn't help but bend over and vomit.

As the team leader, Zhao Ji, who has reached the Grandmaster level, resisted the urge to vomit, but his face was still ashen.

In his opinion, even a battlefield filled with blood and fire was not as uncomfortable as the sea of ​​blood before him. It was simply like purgatory on earth!

Zhao Ji tilted his head to look at the place where the short mountain met the sea of ​​blood, but found that there were very obvious signs of erosion there. He was afraid that it would not be long before the short mountain would be swallowed by the sea of ​​blood.

Zhao Ji suppressed the discomfort in his heart and drew out the long sword in his hand and slashed out.

The sharp blade energy slashed into the sea of ​​blood like a streak of silk, but was strangely swallowed up by it without causing any ripples.

"What the hell is this!"

Zhao Ji looked grim, and the scouts beside him looked even paler.

Someone asked cautiously.

"Brother Zhao, could this thing be made by the Wudang Sect to stop our army?"

"I see the direction of this sea of ​​blood. If we allow it to expand, it will inevitably connect with our army."

Zhao Ji was stunned and immediately turned his head to carefully identify the direction. After confirming this, his expression became even uglier.

"Sure enough!"

"This thing looks extremely evil. It's still unknown whether it was made by the Wudang Sect, but at my level I can't figure out what it is."

"Let's go back and report to the army immediately, and ask them to send stronger troops to check it out."

Then he waved his hand and gave the order.

"Let's go! Go back first!"

At the same time, in the depths of the sea of ​​blood hundreds of miles away from Zhao Ji and others, Master Miao Di, who was sitting on the bloody waves, slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Zhao Ji and others, licked his lips unconsciously, and spoke in a sinister voice.

"A Grandmaster, and quite a few Innate Realm warriors, wow, they smell really delicious, much more delicious than those ordinary people."

"Now that we've met, how can I let you guys, who have already got the duck in my mouth, fly away?"

The blood-colored swastika Buddhist seal on Master Miaodi’s forehead slowly turned his head, and the invisible force field quickly spread along his body towards the sea of ​​blood.

On the low hill, Zhao Ji, who was mounting his horse and preparing to leave, suddenly turned his head. His pupils shrank and he discovered that a sea of ​​blood was boiling!

The next moment, the water in the sea of ​​blood condensed into a giant hand hundreds of feet high and grabbed towards everyone!

The overwhelming pressure even made it difficult for a martial artist like him, a master-level warrior, to move at all. He could only watch himself and others being submerged by the giant hand!
"No!"

The scouts' eyes became more and more desperate, and they could only roar in unwillingness.

Zhao Ji tried his best and shouted the last words into the distance.

"Wang Kuo, take the brothers and escape!"

boom!
The giant hand pressed down, instantly wrapping up Zhao Ji and the others, and at the same time blasting the low mountain into pieces, which then turned into a sea of ​​blood and scattered across the earth, spreading in the direction from which Zhao Ji and the others came.

Faintly, one could see the broken bodies of Zhao Ji and others above the surging sea of ​​blood.

At this time, dozens of miles away from the low mountain, Wang Kuo's ears were shaking violently, and his whole body suddenly froze in place with a look of horror.

He heard Zhao Ji's roar, the violent roar, and the even more turbulent waves.

I also heard emotions such as despair, unwillingness, and regret from that roar.

But the most obvious emotion is fear!
In his impression, Brother Zhao is unparalleled in heroism and his own strength is extremely strong, with one foot almost halfway into the realm of grandmaster.

He didn't know what the other party had experienced that could make him so scared and make him say words to let him escape.

The scout next to him was a little confused and urged.

"Wang Kuo, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and go. Brother Zhao and the others should be just ahead."

Wang Kuo's lips trembled and he spoke stutteringly.

"Run! Brother Zhao told us to run!"

(End of this chapter)