Something's not right!
Bai Cang suddenly stopped and activated his "Zhaoling Heavenly Eye" to look ahead, whereupon he was greeted by an astonishing scene.
But on the mountain valley about fifty miles away, a dense forest stretched out, blocking out the sky.
Giant trees, with their aerial roots hanging down like claws, and corpses hanging from their tails, their heels three feet off the ground, swaying slightly in the wind.
More than ten mad soldiers transformed into a howling wind, lingering in the distance, yet never daring to take a single step forward.
Seeing this, Bai Cang immediately conjured a water mirror and showed the scene to Fang Baoliu.
"The Corpse Forest? How could it be in this place?"
Upon seeing this, Fang Baoliu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He then explained to Bai Cang, "The master of the Corpse-Dried Forest is named the Corpse-Dried Old Man. He is a powerful figure from the Hundred Thousand Mountains with a rather fierce reputation."
"It is said that it was a corpse that became a spirit, and there are also rumors that it was a wood spirit that attained enlightenment, but no one knows its specific origins."
"But one thing is a fact that has been verified many times: this beast has the combat power of a pseudo-core True Monarch."
"Moreover, they are extremely difficult to deal with, have many ways to protect themselves, and are very vigilant. If things turn out badly, they will disappear without a trace."
"It once considered establishing its own sect and recruited many disciples."
"But because of his unruly nature, he offended the Thousand Mountains Sect, and a Golden Core True Monarch of the Thousand Mountains Sect broke down his mountain gate, and almost all of his disciples were killed or injured."
"But the Corpse-Dried Old Man somehow escaped unharmed, and turned all his disciples into zombies, hanging them on his original body to parade through the city. He also often gathered some barbarian cultivators with special destinies, turned them into zombies, and hung them up."
"In addition, some of the followers scattered and fled to set up their own sects, which also gained some reputation in the Ten Thousand Mountains and were known as the Corpse-Dried Forest lineage."
At this point, Fang Baoliu seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly looked at Bai Cang with bright eyes, "By the way, the Heavenly Corpse Sect is the largest and strongest branch of the Corpse Forest lineage."
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang couldn't help but grit his teeth.
If this can be considered a coincidence, then he cut off Yuan Tiangang's head and used it as a ball to kick around.
"This guy is so arrogant? Hasn't the Thousand Mountains Sect reacted at all? Haven't the other major sects dealt with him either?"
Bai Cang suddenly thought of a question: If you want to use someone else to do your dirty work, would reporting them be a good option?
"Why should we deal with it? The Corpse-Dried Old Man is quite popular among the people in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
Fang Baoliu looked at Bai Cang with some curiosity, "Many unorthodox sects and even members of major sects like to buy corpses from him."
“Even in our Heshan Road, there are many people who are on good terms with him.”
"After all, although the Corpse-Dried Old Man was eccentric, he never provoked anyone from other major sects again after the True Lord of the Thousand Mountains Sect broke through his mountain gate."
"Moreover, his corpse refining techniques are unparalleled, making him more popular than many alchemists. He is also strong and has many ways to protect himself. Who would be so foolish as to make things difficult for him?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's expression became even more unreadable.
So this guy is a "resource-type NPC"?
Now, even if someone wanted to use another person to do their dirty work, they probably wouldn't have any hope.
Just then, Fang Baoliu added meaningfully, "However, it is extremely wicked and is often afraid of the Xuanmen swordsmen who use it to sacrifice their flying swords. It almost never leaves the heart of the Ten Thousand Mountains."
"How did it end up here? That's really strange!"
Without even a second's hesitation, Bai Cang asked, "If we take a detour, are there any other routes we can take?"
He didn't want to overcomplicate things, but he also absolutely didn't believe in any coincidences.
If you can't afford to offend them, can't you at least avoid them? At worst, you can just take a longer route. What's the big deal?
"Yes, there are, and there's more than one."
Fang Baoliu smiled and gracefully flew to the side and back.
Bai Cang swayed, transforming into a streak of dark red light, and whistled away in pursuit.
It left only a mournful wail in place, and even the scent in the air was "killed" cleanly, leaving no trace.
Before long, two dim streaks of light darted through the deep mountains and dense forests, winding their way down to the low hills below.
However, after walking for a short while, Fang Baoliu stopped again with a grim expression.
"Senior brother, something is definitely not right!"
Fang Baoliu looked at the blood-red hills before her, her eyes filled with uncontrollable fear.
Bai Cang didn't need her to explain; this bizarre and brutal scene was enough to explain everything.
The blood-red hills stretched for hundreds of miles, with the lowest points only a few feet high and the highest points no more than a dozen feet.
However, the sky above the hills was filled with a scarlet blood light, as if the crimson sky had fallen and pressed down on the blood-red hills.
"This is the Netherworld Profound Blood Spirit Fiend, one of the most dangerous forbidden areas in the Black Barbarian Mountains."
Fang Baoliu explained with a heavy expression, "This place is said to have been one of the main battlefields in ancient times. Countless souls perished here, and even now, after countless millennia, the land still bears the stain of blood."
"If you dig deep enough, you can even see a scarlet liquid that looks like flowing blood, and there are even more terrifying blood demons hidden deep underground."
"Moreover, within the Blood Fiend, there are vengeful spirits that have existed for countless years, long since merging with the Blood Fiend and transforming into Blood Fiend Spirits, making them extremely dangerous and terrifying."
"Even a Divine Light True Person, if he gets even a little bit of it, will instantly turn into pus and blood, merge into this blood evil, and become a part of it."
"If the blood spirit within were to pounce upon you, no matter how powerful you are, you would instantly be reduced to a mere human skin, your essence, energy, and spirit devoured by the blood spirit!"
Upon hearing this, Bai Cang's face immediately lit up with realization: This is the Blood God Child!
Blood God Child Deng Yin is the most powerful villain in the Shu Mountain world, without exception.
It can be said that apart from his long eyebrows, he was virtually invincible throughout the world.
The cultivation technique he practiced was the supreme martial art of the Demonic Sect: the Blood Scripture.
This skill is bizarre and unpredictable. The first step requires peeling off one's own skin completely, embroidering it with dense blood and nerve runes, and then integrating everything about oneself into it to create a blood shadow.
Once this technique is mastered, regardless of whether one encounters cultivators from righteous or evil sects, one only needs to extend one's arms and pounce, instantly passing through their bodies and devouring all their essence, energy, and spirit.
Moreover, he can borrow the original owner's cultivation and memories to continue harming his relatives, friends, and fellow practitioners.
If a second person is encountered, they will transform into a bloody shadow and pounce on the attacker. Once caught in the attack, there is no escape.
Even those with profound skills are helpless if they are caught off guard and attacked unexpectedly.
What's most impressive is that this blood shadow is formless and shapeless, and neither water, fire, wind, thunder, magic weapons, nor flying swords can harm it!
This Blood Fiend Spirit, except that it cannot harm people while wearing the original human skin, is almost identical to the Blood God Child in every other way.
Anyone within the range of the Netherworld Blood Fiend can be considered a Blood God Child.
And there are not just one, but countless, endless, and innumerable Blood God Children!
But how could Fang Baoliu have used such a dangerous and perilous place as a passageway?
Thinking this to himself, Bai Cang immediately asked the question directly.
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