Immortal God of War-Chapter 683 - 650: The Other Shore_1
THUMP!
The Blood Puppet then fell into the Sea of Blood, submerged by its waters.
"So, that’s all there is to it, then." Zhao Yu brushed off his hands, a look of scorn on his face.
Qin Feiyang and the others also let out a sigh of relief. Thankfully, this Blood Puppet wasn’t very strong; otherwise, they would have been in for a tough battle.
THUMP!!!
But the next moment, the surface of the sea exploded around them, and huge waves rolled up.
Bloody figures burst out of the tumultuous waves, landing on the turbulent surface of the sea.
"So many?"
The eight of them scanned the area in front and to their sides, their expressions instantly becoming extremely grim.
In front of them were ten Blood Puppets.
On their left and right flanks, there were five Blood Puppets each.
That added up to twenty!
And behind them, there were also Blood Puppets. But since they couldn’t turn back, they had no idea how many there were.
These Blood Puppets, both male and female, all appeared young and remarkably good-looking. Like the first Blood Puppet, they must have once been peak experts of the younger generation from the Nine Great Provinces.
Qin Feiyang said, "We can’t afford to get bogged down in a fight!"
Ling Yu and the others nodded in agreement.
With so many Blood Puppets, a battle would cost them too much time, making it undoubtedly even more difficult to catch up with those ahead.
The most critical concern was the Blood Puppets behind them. Unable to turn back to check, they were vulnerable to a sneak attack at any moment, a prospect that was incredibly difficult to defend against.
BOOM!!!
Without any hesitation, they unleashed their powerful auras and prepared to unleash their strongest battle doctrines!
However, Lu Xingchen made no move, only coldly surveying the Blood Puppets, as if it had nothing to do with him.
"Returning Ruins!"
"God Demon Seal!"
"One Sword Breaks the Soul!"
In an instant, seven great battle doctrines manifested high above, radiating dazzling light and an overwhelming aura!
ROAR!
At the same time, the Blood Puppets around them let out beast-like roars and rushed toward Qin Feiyang’s group of eight.
But Qin Feiyang and the others simply ignored the Blood Puppets to their left, right, and rear, their eyes firmly locked on the ten Blood Puppets in front.
"Kill!"
With a sharp cry from each of them.
The seven great battle doctrines lunged like ravenous beasts, instantly pulverizing the three foremost Blood Puppets.
"Go!" Qin Feiyang shouted.
The group immediately piloted their small boat, trailing behind the seven great battle doctrines, moving like lightning.
Everyone present possessed considerable combat strength.
Especially Zhao Yu’s group of four, who were all Three-Star War Ancestors. Augmented by their battle doctrines, they even had the power to contend with a Six-Star War Ancestor.
While these Blood Puppets, judging by their strength, should have been no weaker than them, they never employed any battle doctrines. This indicated they had forgotten the combat arts they knew in life.
Without battle doctrines, how could they possibly be a match for Qin Feiyang’s group?
Wherever the seven great battle doctrines passed, they left a trail of utter destruction!
In less than three breaths, the Blood Puppets blocking their path were annihilated one after another!
The eight of them steered their small boat and fled, never once looking back.
In truth, they desperately wanted to glance back, because they could sense the Blood Puppets pursuing them.
But they didn’t have the courage.
"Feiyang, I’m Uncle Yuan! The Blood Puppets are attacking me from behind! Don’t leave Uncle Yuan!"
"Wushuang, it’s your grandfather! Quick, save your grandfather!"
Just then, the illusions that had tormented them so deeply reappeared.
Dong Zhengyang roared, "Damn it, can’t they come up with something new?"
"Calm down!" Qin Feiyang bellowed. "If you want to live, no matter who you hear speaking, do not turn back!"
Dong Zhengyang shivered violently, a cold sweat breaking out all over his body.
Back then, Jian Wei had died because he had become too enraged and impetuous, losing his rationality and, consequently, his life.
If it hadn’t been for Qin Feiyang’s timely warning, he likely would have suffered the same fate as Jian Wei.
The mere thought of it sent shivers down his spine.
Zhao Yu and his three companions glanced at Dong Zhengyang, then at Qin Feiyang.
They had always wondered how Dong Zhengyang and the other two had managed to survive this long.
You see, Dong Zhengyang was only a One-Star War Ancestor.
Ren Wushuang was also only a One-Star War Ancestor.
As for Lu Xingchen, who was still concealing his cultivation, he was merely an inconspicuous War Emperor in their eyes.
How could three individuals like them possibly reach the Bitter Sea? It turned out that it was because Qin Feiyang was constantly by their side, reminding them.
That is to say, though Ren Wushuang was ostensibly the captain, Qin Feiyang was the true core of their group.
「At the same moment.」
Several miles ahead of Qin Feiyang’s group.
SWOOSH!
The sea churned violently, as more than twenty small boats sped by.
Behind them, a group of Blood Puppets followed.
Among these people, Qin Feiyang recognized a few faces.
One was Tan Wu. Others included Mo Wushen, Yan Tianfeng, Pei Sanshi, and Liu Yunfeng.
The rest had the words ’Kun’ and ’Chang’ embroidered on their chests.
Evidently, they hailed from Kun Province and Chang Province.
Among those from these two provinces, two young men were particularly conspicuous.
They were both around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
One had golden hair, the other long green hair. Both were tall and possessed an extraordinary air.
"Although these Blood Puppets possess considerable strength, they have forgotten their battle doctrines from life," the golden-haired man declared, standing on the prow of his small boat, his face beaming with confidence. "They pose no real threat to us. As long as no other strange occurrences arise, we will undoubtedly be the first to set foot on the Other Shore."
"Naturally," the green-haired youth said proudly. "As long as our great provinces join forces, what in the Netherworld can halt our progress?"
Mo Wushen glanced at the two of them and said, "Don’t forget Qin Feiyang from Spirit State. He’s no ordinary individual. Underestimate him, and you’re guaranteed to suffer a great loss."
The golden-haired and green-haired youths exchanged a look, a mutual flash of disdain in their eyes.
"Mo Wushen, don’t blow Qin Feiyang out of proportion."
"Our Kun Province and Chang Province are leagues beyond your Yun State."
"Qin Feiyang is lucky he hasn’t run into us; otherwise, we’d beat him until he was on his knees begging for mercy."
"Exactly! What trouble can a mere War Emperor possibly stir up?"
"Even if he has now broken through to War Ancestor, in our eyes, he’s nothing more than a good-for-nothing with an undeserved reputation."
The people from Kun Province and Chang Province all chimed in with ridicule.
Mo Wushen frowned imperceptibly, seemingly displeased by their arrogance.
Yet, a smile crept onto his face as he said, "Indeed. How could Qin Feiyang possibly compare to you all?"
The golden-haired youth laughed. "That’s more like it. Since we’ve formed an alliance, let’s not diminish our own prestige by elevating others."
"Yes, yes, my mistake." Mo Wushen nodded repeatedly, but a glint flashed deep within his eyes as he chuckled. "Speaking of alliances, shouldn’t you, my esteemed allies, lend me a hand as well?"
"Of course, we’ll help." The golden-haired youth chuckled, his words carrying a hint of condescension. "Even though your strength is somewhat lacking, you are, after all, the Yun State Governor’s Direct Disciple. If we don’t consider your status, we must at least consider your master’s, right? Speak. What assistance do you require from us?"
Enjoy your moment of triumph for now! Mo Wushen sneered inwardly. Aloud, he said, "Qin Feiyang killed my younger brother when he came to Yun State. This time, I must ensure he dies in the Netherworld to avenge him!"
"That’s simple," the golden-haired youth declared. "As long as we reach the Other Shore first, then even if he doesn’t die in the Bitter Sea, I will not permit him to set foot on the Other Shore."
The green-haired youth chimed in with a laugh, "I too am quite keen to meet this Qin Feiyang. I want to see for myself if he’s all hype or if he truly lives up to his reputation."
Mo Wushen clasped his hands and smiled. "In that case, I shall thank you both in advance."
The two youths chuckled and paid Mo Wushen no further heed.
Simultaneously, Tan Wu, standing off to one side, watched the three of them, a trace of mockery flickering in his eyes.
He had personally experienced Qin Feiyang’s methods; the man was practically a ruthless demon. The fact that Qin Feiyang hadn’t come looking for trouble with them was a mercy in itself, yet these fools were actively provoking him. Truly clueless.
However, he couldn’t be bothered to warn them.
For one thing, they likely wouldn’t listen even if he did.
For another, he was quite content to watch these oblivious fools stumble and fall.
"Quick! Look, what’s that over there?"
Suddenly, a startled cry rang out.
"Hmm?" Tan Wu looked up doubtfully, his eyes soon widening in astonishment.
He saw, at the far end of their path to the left, a hazy silhouette.
The silhouette was immense, soaring into the clouds, and exuded a powerful aura detectable even from a great distance.
The golden-haired man shouted, "Quick, go check it out!"
The twenty-odd small boats immediately changed direction, speeding towards the front-left.
As they drew closer, the silhouette became clearer.
A dozen breaths later, everyone finally discerned the true nature of the silhouette.
It was actually a stone staircase!
The staircase was entirely blood-red, slanting upwards. Each step was perfectly uniform, like a Heavenly Ladder ascending into the heavens.
But strangely, there was no support beneath the staircase, giving the impression that it floated upon the surface of the sea.
Beside the staircase, however, a colossal Stele was suspended above the sea.
This Stele was over a hundred meters tall and also entirely blood-red, as if cast from fresh blood, and it gleamed with a chilling light.
And as the crowd gazed upon the Stele, their faces lit up with wild joy! For upon the Stele, two large characters were deeply engraved: THE OTHER SHORE! The calligraphy was like iron hooks and silver strokes, sharp and forceful, emanating a terrifying aura that struck fear into their hearts.
"This is the Other Shore!"
"Finally..."
"We’ve finally reached the Other Shore!"
After a moment of stunned silence, everyone erupted in cheers.
As long as they ascended that stone staircase, they would earn the qualification to enter the Imperial Capital.
The Imperial Capital! In the eyes of every living being across the Nine Great Provinces, the Imperial Capital was a sacred metropolis they all dreamed of reaching!
"Quickly!"
Everyone frantically steered their small boats, rushing madly towards the stone staircase.
「At the same time!」
In the distance, across the sea’s surface, eight small boats were swiftly approaching.
It was Qin Feiyang and his group of eight.
Although they were several miles behind Tan Wu’s group, they had been sailing at full throttle to escape the pursuing Blood Puppets. Consequently, their small boats now moved at a speed comparable to their own flight.
Thus, the distance of several miles was negligible.
At this moment, they, too, saw the outline of the Other Shore.
However, like Tan Wu’s group at first, they did not know what it was, so they proceeded with extreme caution.
"Damn! So many Blood Puppets!"
As they drew closer, they could clearly see the horde of Blood Puppets chasing Tan Wu’s group, and their expressions changed drastically.
Ling Yu said urgently, "Quick, take a detour! Don’t run into them."
The Blood Puppets pursuing them from behind were already giving them enough of a headache. If the Blood Puppets ahead were to spot them as well, they would be caught in a pincer attack, facing a situation with almost no chance of survival.
