The Land of Blood Fall was one of the most dangerous places in the Giant Rock Valley. It was noon, and the other places in the Giant Rock Valley were already blazing with the sun. However, this place was still filled with a bloody aura. The thick blood-colored mist blocked out the sunlight, and a sinister wind blew, and shadows appeared one after another.
On a simple path, two figures on horses appeared. The path was rugged, and the horses staggered from time to time. However, the two figures seemed to be integrated with the horses under them. Their bodies were straight, and they were not affected at all. They traveled through the mountains and rivers as if they were walking on flat ground.
Through the bloody mist, one could vaguely see that the person in the lead was holding a spear as thick as a baby's arm. There was a big black bow hanging on his back. Dozens of steel arrows in the arrow basket made a clanking sound as the horses moved up and down.
Behind him was an old man with a white beard. His pair of turbid eyes shot out rays of light from time to time. He looked into the depths of the bloody mist as if he wanted to see through the thick bloody mist.
The old man and the young man were Xiao Chen and Alchemy Master Hu Guyue. The two of them came to the Bloody Graveyard to find the missing main herbs of the Blood Jade Qi Restoration Soup, the Blood Marrow Fruit and the Purple Blood Vine.
Of course, Xiao Chen had his own plan in mind. He was here to inquire about the whereabouts of his father. After all, his father entered this strange Bloody Graveyard for him. Since he had inherited this body, some things could not be avoided.
Whether the former patriarch of the Gu Yuan Clan, Xiao Zhan, was dead or alive, there must be an explanation. This was not only for himself, but also for his predecessor who had died long ago. However, Xiao Chen did not tell Hu Guyue or anyone else about this matter. Perhaps there was still a dead knot in his heart, and he could not face it calmly.
As early as three days ago, Xiao Chen had already given this prescription to Hu Guyue. Of course, he had taken it out in the name of his fabricated master. Regarding Grandmaster Hu's request to see his master, Xiao Chen didn't even bat an eye. He casually made up a reason without blushing or panting. He said that it was inconvenient for his master to see others now, which made Hu Guyue feel extremely regretful.
As an alchemy master, of course, Hu Guyue could easily distinguish the authenticity of the prescription. The prescription of this Blood Jade Qi Replenishing Soup could be said to be a treasure to the old man. Blue veins were exposed on his shriveled hands, and he tightly grasped the prescription in his hands.
After tasting it carefully, Hu Guyue could certainly discover the beauty of this Blood Jade Qi Replenishing Soup. Compared with those incomparably overbearing medicines, this medicinal soup could be said to be extremely gentle, and it nourished everything silently.
"Clan Leader Xiao, I can't thank your master enough for such a great gift."
This was the first sentence that Hu Guyue said after getting the prescription. Along with this sentence, the old man's wrist shone with a green light, and three wooden boxes covered with patterns instantly appeared on the stone table.
The second sentence was, "I know that your master is an enlightened master, and ordinary things can't enter his eyes. These are three kinds of thousand-year-old elixirs, namely, the Golden Fruit, the Crouching Earth Vine, and the Iron Mysterious Flower. Please offer them on my behalf, Clan Leader Xiao."
The old man's work suddenly made Xiao Chen's eyes widen. Originally, he wanted to use this prescription to get a good sum of money, and enhance the strength of himself and the Gu Yuan Tribe in a short period of time. Of course, it was not that Xiao Chen didn't know the preciousness of the thousand-year-old elixirs, but he couldn't use it now. What he needed was an item that could enhance the strength of the Gu Yuan Tribe in a short period of time.
He didn't expect that the old man would offer such a treasure. Xiao Chen could only swallow his pride. He put on an expression that his master would definitely like it, but his heart was extremely conflicted.
As the saying goes, a worker must first sharpen his tools to do a good job. Since they had come to the Bloody Fallen Land to look for elixirs, Xiao Chen had already collected a lot of information about the Bloody Fallen Land. This was also the reason why the two of them had been delayed for three days.
The Bloody Fallen Land was extremely dangerous, and its terrain was easy to defend and difficult to attack. It was said that ten thousand years ago, it was the territory of a middle-grade tribe called the Bloody Fallen Land. Just as the tribe was about to be promoted to an upper-grade tribe, a traitor suddenly informed on them, and they were besieged by the foreign tribes. Hundreds of thousands of tribesmen were slaughtered by the foreign tribes, and hundreds of thousands of them died with hatred. It could be said that the resentment was overwhelming, and since then, it had become the terrifying Bloody Fallen Land.
Although ten thousand years had passed, this land was still full of corpses and countless ghosts. The tribesmen of the Bloody Fallen Land had died with grievances. Even though they had turned into lonely souls, they had always been guarding their homeland.
As they entered the depths of the Bloody Fallen Land, the two war horses couldn't adapt to such an environment. They fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth. Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue had no choice but to abandon the horses. After passing through a plain, the two of them entered a broken wall. After ten thousand years, the city wall, which had originally been destroyed in the war, had become even more dilapidated with the passage of time. A thick layer of fallen leaves had piled up on the ground.
However, among the rubble and rubble, skeletons that had long decayed were still standing. They looked like they were ready to fight. Even though the weapons in their hands had disappeared with the passage of time, and they had long lost their lives, the fighting instinct had been deeply engraved in their bones.
The chilly wind blew, and the whistling sound was like the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves. The whistling sound became more and more intense. From time to time, a few ghostly flames would float in the distance.
"It's getting dark."
At this time, Xiao Chen suddenly said such a sentence. His voice was stiff, without a trace of emotion.
Without waiting for the old man's reaction, Xiao Chen continued, "Hundreds of thousands of human ancestors of the Bloody Fallen Tribe were attacked by several foreign tribes during the promotion ceremony because of a traitor. They were almost unable to resist, and their entire tribe was slaughtered by the foreign tribes. Therefore, the Bloody Fallen Tribe people were not reconciled to this. Their flesh and blood turned into a dense fog, and the evil spirits didn't disappear. Every night, these evil spirits would appear, and replay the scene of that day over and over again."
As if to prove Xiao Chen's words, the blood-red fog became thicker and thicker. It even condensed together, as if it was about to turn into a drop of blood.
"Bang!"
When the blood-red fog condensed into a sea of blood, an explosion sounded. The place where the two of them were suddenly changed, and became another world. It was as if they had gone through a long time, and arrived at another space through time.
Figures appeared one after another around them. There were men and women, old and young. It was a dark mass, but the faces of these figures were blurred. Their bodies were dull, and there was not a trace of life in them.
There was also a majestic figure floating in the air, holding a spear in his hand, pointing straight to the sky.
Up in the sky, the black mountain's demonic clouds covered the entire land. A huge phantom of a wolf's head was faintly discernible. The huge wolf's eyes were filled with cruelty and mockery. Below the wolf's head, countless foreign tribes gathered together.
Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue turned into passers-by. The scene from ten thousand years ago replayed in front of their eyes like a movie. Innumerable figures shuttled back and forth between the two's bodies and rushed towards the battlefield.
"Fight!"
An iron-blooded voice rang out. The majestic figure in the sky gripped the spear tightly and charged towards the wolf's head in the air. On the ground, the two forces instantly intertwined, and from the tribe, more Blood Falling Tribesmen rushed to join the battle.
However, the ferocious wolf's head was too strong. Even the tribe leader, who was the strongest in the tribe, was no match for it. He was defeated again and again, and was constantly hit by the violent energy. His body was also heavily injured.
"Boom!"
Self-destruct!
The majestic figure that was fighting with the wolf's head suddenly slammed into the wolf's head. When it got close to the wolf's head, it exploded like a blazing sun. The wolf's head could not react in time and was instantly hit hard. A large part of its ferocious face was blown off.
Looking at the endless foreign tribes in front of them, the Blood Falling Tribesmen used their lives to forge their dignity as humans. There was no hesitation or fear. They would rather die than regret!
Countless humans rushed into the tidal wave of foreign tribes, playing a symphony of death. Explosions rang out one after another. It was the Blood Falling Tribesmen perishing together with the foreign tribes!
Perhaps it was injured by the sneak attack of the puny humans, or perhaps it was the humans who would rather die than surrender. The giant wolf was completely enraged. With a long howl, a bloody light flashed in its huge mouth, and a huge ball of light flew towards the Blood Falling Tribe.
Boom!
With a loud bang, the blood-colored ball of light exploded above the tribe. A huge shockwave spread out from the center of the explosion. It was as if the end of the world had arrived. In an instant, the Blood Falling Tribe was completely silent, and the world returned to peace.
Along with the loud bang, the scene came to an abrupt end. All the shadows disappeared in an instant, and then countless figures reappeared, repeating the tragic scene.
No!
This should be the War Soul, the eternal War Soul of the human race!