Immortal God of War-Chapter 682 - 649 Blood Puppet_1

Suddenly, Fatty noticed the expressions of Dongfang Wuheng and the others and transmitted his voice, "Brother Wolf, can you guess what they’re thinking right now?"

Wolf King glanced at the two of them and sneered. "Do I need to guess? They must be gloating inside."

If it weren’t for Qin Feiyang’s plan, he would have killed them both right now. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

「Outside!」

Life extinguishes as swiftly as a lamp.

Shen Long and Jian Wei’s boats automatically broke away from the fleet, turned, and drifted towards the starting point of the Bitter Sea.

But where was the end of the Bitter Sea?

Qin Feiyang and the other three gazed at the sea ahead, their faces filled with uncertainty.

They didn’t know what dangers lay ahead. Nor did they know if they could make it out of the Bitter Sea alive.

Qin Feiyang took a deep breath, looked at Ren Wushuang and the others, and said, "The dead cannot be revived. Mourning is useless. Let’s go!"

Immediately, the four of them unreservedly poured their Battle Intent into their small boats.

WHOOSH!

The four boats cut through the waves, their speed almost comparable to flying, and shot like lightning towards the unseen end.

Time flew.

Half a month passed.

The illusions hadn’t disappeared. Enticing voices constantly swirled around their ears, tormenting their minds and bodies. Especially at night, the tempting voices were incredibly varied and relentless.

A few times, the four of them nearly turned back.

In just half a month, they felt as if centuries had passed.

This day, three small boats drifted towards them from ahead.

However, the boats were empty.

Undoubtedly, the occupants of these three boats had also met with misfortune.

This made Qin Feiyang’s group even more vigilant.

"Brother Qin, wait for us."

Another three days passed.

A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow. The owner of this voice should be that formidable woman from Feng Province.

However, he didn’t know if this was an illusion or not.

He looked at Ren Wushuang and the others and asked, "Did you hear that?"

"Yes," the three of them nodded.

Even though they all heard it, none of them dared to believe it easily. Because even if the woman from Feng Province truly was behind them, they dared not turn around to look.

If they didn’t dare to turn around, they couldn’t verify if it was real or fake.

This was what tormented them the most.

"Brother Qin, this isn’t an illusion! We’re really behind you. Why don’t you slow down and wait for us for a moment?" the woman from Feng Province’s voice called out again.

Qin Feiyang and his companions exchanged glances, all hesitating.

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Xingchen said, "Let’s just wait and see. If it’s really them, it might not be a bad thing for us."

Dong Zhengyang nodded. "That’s right. The Bitter Sea is fraught with crisis. One more person means one more helper. Besides, the people from Feng Province and Yu State are quite strong."

The small boats could only carry one person each. Flying over the Bitter Sea was still impossible. So now they couldn’t rely on Wolf King, Fatty, and the others in the ancient castle.

If they encountered a crisis, they could only face it themselves.

After some discussion, the four of them simultaneously slowed down and waited.

SPLASH!

Soon, the sound of surging waves came from behind.

In less than ten breaths, four small boats appeared, advancing side-by-side, pulling up next to Qin Feiyang’s group.

The four looked and saw that it was indeed the people from Feng Province and Yu State.

But why were there only four people? They remembered that when they met on the Bridge of Helplessness, there were thirteen of them!

"The others are all dead. Only the four of us, Three-Star War Ancestors, survived," the blue-haired young man sighed.

The formidable woman from Feng Province added, "The illusions on the Bridge of Helplessness and in the Bitter Sea are too terrifying. They’re simply impossible to guard against."

The other two ordinary-looking women also had faces full of sorrow.

Upon seeing this, Qin Feiyang and the other three exchanged glances.

Notably, those who had died from the two contingents were all One-Star and Two-Star War Ancestors.

Such losses were indeed tragic!

The blue-haired young man suddenly asked, "Brother Qin, how many did your group lose?"

Qin Feiyang replied, "We lost two, both died in the Bitter Sea."

"Only two?"

"And both died in the Bitter Sea?"

"Does that mean Spirit State didn’t lose anyone on the Bridge of Helplessness?"

The blue-haired young man and his three companions were stunned.

"What do you mean?" Ren Wushuang glared at the four of them. "Does the fact that we only lost two people make you feel unbalanced?"

She had always mourned the deaths of Shen Long and Jian Wei, so seeing the four people’s reactions now, her anger ignited.

"Don’t misunderstand," the blue-haired young man quickly explained. "We didn’t mean that. We’re just curious how you managed to cross the Bridge of Helplessness. Is there some special trick?"

"Because most of our people died in the illusions on the Bridge of Helplessness."

"Don’t overthink it; there’s no secret trick," Lu Xingchen said with a smile. "We were able to cross the Bridge of Helplessness entirely thanks to Brother Qin’s help. Otherwise, we definitely would have suffered heavy losses like you."

The blue-haired young man and his three companions immediately looked at Qin Feiyang, their eyes shining.

Qin Feiyang smiled faintly. "I was just lucky."

Luck? The four of them shook their heads in disbelief.

The blue-haired young man sighed. "If we had known earlier that Brother Qin possessed such skill, we would have shamelessly followed you, even if you disagreed. Then we wouldn’t have lost so many people."

"Brother Qin, everyone..." The blue-haired youth glanced at Qin Feiyang, then turned to Ren Wushuang and the others, cupping his hands. "How about we form an alliance from here on?"

Sincerity was written all over his face.

Qin Feiyang and his friends exchanged smiles; this was exactly what they had been thinking.

"An alliance is fine," Qin Feiyang asked, "but how will we divide any benefits we obtain?"

Benefits? The blue-haired youth shook his head with a chuckle, pointing to the sea ahead. "Brother Qin, does this look like a place with treasures?"

Qin Feiyang said, "Whether there is or not, it’s always good to clarify things beforehand to avoid future disputes."

"Alright!" The blue-haired youth said, his expression somewhat helpless. "If we do encounter any treasures, we’ll split them equally between our groups. How about that?" He clearly felt Qin Feiyang was being overly cautious.

"Deal," Qin Feiyang nodded.

Subsequently, the members of both groups introduced themselves. Then, they piloted their small boats forward together.

The blue-haired youth from Yu State was named Ling Yu. The woman with him was Feng Ranran.

The formidable woman from Feng Province was named Zhao Yu. The other woman was Lo Dan.

According to the four, the people from their Feng Province and Yu State had sparred before the Nine States Battle began. Later, seeing that both sides were quite capable, they formed an alliance.

In other words, Yu State and Feng Province had allied before even entering the Netherworld.

No wonder that when Ling Yu was attempting to break through to the Three-Star War Ancestor realm, Zhao Yu and the others from Feng Province helped protect him. This also reflected that the people from Feng Province and Yu State were trustworthy.

...

Time flew like a shuttle.

Another half a month passed.

Qin Feiyang and his companions had now been sailing on the Bitter Sea for over a month.

During this period, they encountered more than a dozen small boats drifting back. This meant that over a dozen more people had perished in the Bitter Sea.

Dong Zhengyang sighed, "I wonder how many will actually make it back alive in the end?"

Ling Yu said, "Brother Dong, I’m afraid no one dares to answer that question."

"Indeed!" Lu Xingchen added. "Although there are fifty spots for entering the Imperial Capital, I’ve heard that in previous years, fewer than twenty people actually made it."

It would have been better if the two hadn’t spoken. Once they did, everyone’s mood visibly sank.

"Look, there’s someone ahead!" Ren Wushuang suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked up, their pupils constricting instantly.

There was indeed a person standing on the sea ahead, but due to the distance, they couldn’t see clearly.

But one thing was clear: the person was standing directly on the surface of the sea, with no boat beneath their feet!

What’s going on? The eight of them were completely bewildered.

Qin Feiyang said, "Slow down! Be careful!"

Right then, everyone retracted their Battle Intent, and their boats moved towards the figure at a walking pace.

The distance gradually closed.

Four hundred meters!

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

One hundred and fifty meters!

Finally, the eight of them saw the person’s true appearance clearly, and they couldn’t help but feel their scalps tingle!

The individual wore blood-red clothes; their long hair, eyes, and even skin were all blood-red. Blood even seemed to be flowing from their body. This blood was, in fact, the water of the Bitter Sea!

And they were indeed standing unsupported, with nothing beneath their feet!

Qin Feiyang said gravely, "He must be the Blood Puppet recorded on the stele. Let’s take a detour, quickly!"

The figure was about 1.8 meters tall, with well-defined features. His overall bearing emitted an extraordinary aura, suggesting he had been a prominent figure from one of the states in life. Yet now, he had become a killing machine in the Bitter Sea.

Dong Zhengyang and the others nodded, immediately steering their small boats to detour, maintaining a distance of over a hundred meters from the Blood Puppet.

The Blood Puppet didn’t intercept them, merely staring, its blood-red eyes radiating a ruthless cold.

ROAR!

But just as they were about to pass by, the Blood Puppet suddenly opened its mouth and let out a beast-like roar.

Immediately after, he began to run across the surface of the Blood Sea, heading straight for Qin Feiyang’s group of eight!

"He can actually run on the sea surface?" Qin Feiyang and the others were dumbfounded.

The formidable woman, Zhao Yu, said, "I’ll deal with him. The rest of you, watch out for other Blood Puppets."

"Let me test his capabilities first." Qin Feiyang pointed his index finger, and an Invisible Force roared out, kicking up huge waves where it passed!

However, just as the Invisible Force was about to strike the Blood Puppet, it flickered and easily evaded the attack, continuing its charge towards Qin Feiyang’s group.

"Such speed!" the eight of them exclaimed in alarm.

BOOM!

The Blood Puppet surged forward and threw a punch at Zhao Yu, who was closest to it.

The terrifying force was like a collapsing mountain. For a moment, the small boats beneath their feet rocked violently, like leaves in a storm.

They hastily mobilized their Battle Intent, forming a protective barrier to block the surging, bloody waves. However, they discovered to their horror that the water of the Bitter Sea could erode their Battle Intent, and the Battle Intent barrier could only last for three Stars!

"Get rid of him, quickly!" Lu Xingchen shouted to Zhao Yu.

"Dealing with it now." Zhao Yu’s expression turned cold. She waved her jade-like hand, and Sword Qi surged as a three-foot battle sword instantly materialized.

"A creature that has lost its Spiritual Wisdom should obediently descend to the underworld and become a ghost!"

"Divine Sword’s Judgment!"

Immediately, the battle sword sliced through the air, carrying an unparalleled sharpness, and with one strike, it cleaved the Blood Puppet in two.