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

Chapter 285 Wang Kuo's Nightmare

"What? What did you say?"

The scout on the side was a little stunned.

However, Wang Kuo was concentrating on practicing his family's inherited Wind-Listening Technique, and the frequency of his ears shaking suddenly increased.

Immediately afterwards, he heard a creepy chewing sound in his ears, and the sound of waves was getting closer and closer, obviously spreading rapidly towards him and others.

"Could it be Brother Zhao and his friends who are eating this?"

'What is that sound of waves?'

This terrible thought came to my mind.

Wang Kuo's face turned pale instantly and his body began to sway. He suppressed his curiosity and quickly turned his horse's head and galloped in the direction he came from, without forgetting to remind others.

"Let's go! Go quickly!"

The other scouts looked confused.

"Hey, tell me what's going on with you, kid!"

"If you run back now, you'd be a deserter!"

Wang Kuo, who was riding on horseback, turned around and spoke quickly.

"I don't know what happened, but Brother Zhao and the others are probably in danger."

"And I heard that it was Brother Zhao who asked me to take you away. Let's go quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave!"

The others looked at each other, but they didn't really agree with it.

Wang Kuo is just a newcomer who has just joined the scout camp. The biggest problem for newcomers is that they have too little experience and tend to make a fuss about things.

All of them are experienced scouts who have been in the industry for many years and feel they have seen all kinds of storms.

Moreover, we don’t even know what happened before, so how can we complete the task after returning?

"In my opinion, should we go forward and take a look at the situation from a distance?"

"Well, we should go forward and investigate the situation before returning."

"The horses we are riding are the fastest in the tutorial. Their full-strength burst speed is comparable to that of a master performing Qinggong. Even if we encounter danger, we will still have time to evacuate. Let's go and take a look."

After some discussion, the few of them did not listen to Wang Kuo's words, but instead rode their horses towards the direction of Zhao Ji and others.

But after only advancing a few miles, everyone's faces showed horror.

They saw a sea of ​​blood that stretched as far as the eye could see surging in front of them, rapidly expanding towards them.

Amid the surging blood-red waves, they saw the shriveled and broken bodies of Zhao Ji and others. A pair of eyes filled with unwillingness and disbelief were facing the direction of the few people as the waves rose and fell, as if telling them about their own experiences.

An indescribable bloody smell came, causing several people to hold their breath.

After a brief silence, panic appeared on the faces of several people.

"Brother Zhao! Xiao Tang!"

"What the hell is this!"

Seeing the sea of ​​blood getting closer, the most experienced scout in the team acted decisively and spoke immediately.

"It seems that Wang Kuo was not lying. This place is indeed weird. Even Brother Zhao and his men were attacked. It is not something we can handle."

"The best thing to do now is to return to the army and report everything that happened here. Let's go!"

All of a sudden, the other members of the team seemed to have found their backbone, and they quickly spurred their horses back and galloped away.

But at this moment, the sea of ​​blood was like a ferocious beast that smelled blood, stretching out countless tentacles, like blood-colored ropes sweeping towards everyone.

This made everyone so frightened that they were scared to death. They whipped the horse's buttocks with the whips in their hands wildly, causing the horse to neigh in pain. They quickened their pace and narrowly avoided the first wave of attacks from the blood-colored tentacles.

"There is a plain ahead. As long as we reach the plain, we can fully demonstrate the speed of the Cloud-Stepping Horse. Everyone, work harder!"

Someone in the team quickly cheered.

But just as he finished his words, a bloody tentacle pierced his chest like a javelin.

He shuddered all over, looked down in disbelief at the bloody tip popping out of his chest, a wry smile appeared on his face, and he muttered to himself.

"Wang Kuo, I shouldn't have doubted your Wind Listening Technique, nor should I have disobeyed you."

The next moment his whole body was hooked by the bloody tentacles and dragged into the sea of ​​blood like a fish. It was instantly torn into pieces, and the blood from his internal organs spilled into the sea of ​​blood. Suddenly, a chewing sound was heard.

The other scouts all looked pale and scared to death. They hurriedly urged their most precious Cloud-Treading Horses to ride as if they were risking their lives.

On the other side, Wang Kuo was running on the plain with a confused look on his face.

At this time he calmed down a little, but suddenly he became worried again, afraid that he would be regarded as a deserter if he returned to the army.

After all, he had no idea what was happening at the front, nor did he know what Zhao Ji and the others had encountered. How could he report it?

At this moment, Wang Kuo's ears trembled and he heard the screams of his companions.

He turned around suddenly and saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

About a few miles behind him, blood-red waves tens of meters high were sweeping in, covering the sky and the sun, with countless human remains floating in them, just like a bloody sea from hell.

In front of the bloody waves, there were three small black dots moving quickly. Wang Kuo understood that they were his colleagues in the scout camp.

'But there are still eight of them? Where did the other five go?'

Just as Wang Kuo was puzzled, three blood-colored tentacles shot out from the sea of ​​blood like sharp arrows, piercing through the chests of the three men directly, and even the Cloud-Stepping Horses they were riding were hooked into the sea of ​​blood and disappeared.

Even though they were so far away, Wang Kuo could still feel the fierce aura coming from the sea of ​​blood and the strong pressure like a mountain. "Did Brother Zhao and the others lose their lives like this?"

Wang Kuo opened his mouth slightly and fell into a daze. The screams of his colleagues kept coming into his ears, making him tremble all over. The fear was like an ant gnawing at his soul.

After a few breaths, Wang Kuo came to his senses, whipped the man with a horsewhip, and fled away like the wind.

Fortunately, Wang Kuo was already very far away from the sea of ​​blood, the blood sea was not expanding so fast, and the blood sea did not attack him, and the distance between the two was getting farther and farther.

Wang Kuo understood that among the scout team of fifty people, he was probably the only one who escaped.

At this time, deep in the sea of ​​blood.

Zen Master Miao Di, who was sitting cross-legged on the blood-colored waves, smacked his lips, showing a look of being unsatisfied.

"Well, not bad, not bad. After such a long time, I finally got to have a treat."

Then, his eyes turned blood red, and his whole temperament became quite evil.

"Looking at their attire, they look like the army of the Ming Dynasty. There must be more people nearby."

"Haha, that kid I deliberately let go must not let me down. He must pass the message back to attract more people, preferably tens of thousands of troops."

"Over the years, the Ming Dynasty has suppressed my Northern Shaolin in various ways, and I have suffered a lot."

"When the time comes, I will give these people a proper lesson to vent my hatred!"

"After devouring the army of the Ming Dynasty, this army can be used by this poor monk. When I face Wudang later, it will be like having an extra helper. Hehe, it is like killing two birds with one stone!"

Thinking of this, Zen Master Miaodi was in a very good mood. He picked up an arm from the sea of ​​blood and started to chew it, while humming a cheerful little tune.

A few days later.

After traveling day and night, Wang Kuo, who was almost exhausted, finally saw the Ming Dynasty's army formation that stretched like a mountain range in the distance.

At this time, his lips were cracked and his face was pale, and even the Cloud-Stepping Horse under him was foaming at the mouth. It was obvious that he had reached his limit and could not hold on any longer.

When they got closer, the Cloud-Stepping Horse under Wang Kuo finally couldn't hold on any longer. Its four hooves went limp and it fell to the ground whimpering. Wang Kuo was also thrown out and was shocked.

"Huh? Who?"

The two guards saw the military uniform Wang Kuo was wearing and realized that he was one of their own scouts.

Seeing the tragic scene of Wang Kuo and Ta Yunju, they were all shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to help them up and asked.

"What's going on? What happened?"

"Could it be that you were ambushed by the Wudang Clan?"

Wang Kuo was so weak that he couldn't even lift his hands. He just kept talking.

"Let me see the Marquis, let me see the Marquis"

The two men looked at each other and without delay, one lifted his feet and the other lifted his head to quickly carry Wang Kuo into the military formation.

Soon, they arrived at the marching hall.

Qiu Yue was still sitting in the main seat, with his generals, including Duan Tianya, standing on his left and right.

At this moment, everyone was staring at Wang Kuo in the center of the hall with serious expressions, listening to his narration.

After he finished speaking, some people suddenly became uneasy.

"A sea of ​​blood that can move and attack people, with countless human remains floating in it? I have never heard of such a thing."

Some people didn't believe it and said sternly.

"Wang Kuo, are you serious about what you said? Did you make it up because you were afraid of being punished?"

Even Qiu Yue, who was at the top, frowned, his eyes full of confusion.

What Wang Kuo said was really too unbelievable. It was something I had never heard of or seen before.

But only Duan Tianya unconsciously clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves. In his opinion, all these strange and novel things must be related to Wudang Sect!

At this time, Wang Kuo was extremely excited and swore to the senior generals of the Ming Dynasty.

"My Lord, generals, I, Wang Kuo, dare to use the lives of my entire family as a guarantee that everything I say is true!"

"The direction in which the blood sea expands will coincide with the direction in which our army is marching. My Lord, please make plans with the generals as soon as possible."

"We must find out the real culprit behind this and avenge Brother Zhao and the others!"

There were people in the hall who wanted to continue speaking, but were interrupted by Qiu Yue's wave of his hand.

"Alright, Wang Kuo is indeed not lying. I can sense it."

Qiu Yue spoke, and the generals in the palace also shut up.

Everyone knows that Qiu Yue, as a powerful person at the unity of man and nature, is able to sense the connection between heaven and man, and it is easy for him to judge the truthfulness of the words of a mere innate realm warrior.

Then, Qiu Yue stood up with a serious expression.

"Pass the order and prepare for battle."

"No matter what that sea of ​​blood is, anyone who dares to hurt the people of the Ming Dynasty must pay the price!"

"What about the sea? We have a million soldiers. How difficult is it to move mountains and fill the sea?"

The generals in the hall all had serious expressions and obeyed the orders one after another!
"Yes! General!"

As the military order was issued, the war machine consisting of millions of people started to operate rumblingly. Instead of retreating, they advanced and took the initiative to march towards the sea of ​​blood.

(End of this chapter)