This kind of coldness directly acts on the soul.
"I am..."
Luo Xue covered her head slightly, climbed up with difficulty, and sat for a long time before she recovered.
Memories gradually emerged in her empty mind, and Luo Xue realized that she had entered the secret realm of the sea of blood.
However... the surroundings were shrouded in a faint mist, which was filled with sinister auras. If one moved the nose slightly, one could even smell the stench of a rotting corpse.
Well... this is the purest form of viciousness.
"Is it so difficult just to enter the secret realm?" Luo Xue smiled bitterly, "If I have to endure this with my soul strength... I'll make it!"
Before Luo Xue could finish her sigh, a spell attacked her. She was so frightened that she fled several meters and narrowly avoided the spell.
Luo Xue looked up in the direction where the magic was being performed and could vaguely see a human figure.
Although his face couldn't be seen clearly, the clothes he was wearing were indeed in the style of the ancient demon land, so he shouldn't be a wandering soul in the secret realm.
Is the battle for secret realms always so fierce
Without even a word of warning...
"Daoyou..."
Luo Xue bowed politely and originally planned to have a conversation first.
But unexpectedly, the other party took action again, and a dark light with murderous intent attacked Luo Xue.
"Come again," Luo Xue's expression was slightly gloomy, "Then I won't be polite."
She pulled out the snow blade that was stuck in her hair, and several petals fell from the air, directly annihilating the dark light.
The remaining few pointed at the figure in the fog, with a hint of sharp sword intent.
Something even more unexpected happened to Luo Xue. The other party didn't even try to dodge. As the petals sank into his body, only a muffled groan was heard, and the figure slowly fell down.
"Ah?" Luo Xue was confused, "Why is he so weak..."
She thought she could fight for a few more moves, but it ended like this.
Luo Xue calmed herself down, put on some protective gear, and approached cautiously.
The cultivator who was inexplicably attacked and died inexplicably was also at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. Judging from his clothes, he should be a civilian cultivator in the Nangong Holy Land.
He looked pale and thin, as if he had been wandering in this mysterious place for a long time.
"... The first group of monks to enter the secret realm?"
Luo Xue checked it over and couldn't see anything wrong. His soul was still intact and his body didn't show any signs of damage, but she instinctively felt it was weird.
"What exactly is going on in this secret realm of blood sea..."
Luo Xue raised her head and frowned slightly.
Because the fog blocked all perception and vision, Luo Xue could only see clearly within a range of more than ten meters, and anything further away was just a blurry shadow.
"Let's go out and take a look first."
Luo Xue made up her mind and took another look at the monk who died tragically.
She thought about it and decided to bury the man.
Even if it is, let him rest in peace.
Luo Xue tied up her long hair, picked up the snow blade, and carefully moved towards the depths of the secret realm.
She didn't realize that her altered face was dissolving little by little, revealing her original appearance—not Snow White's face, but her own.
And the monk who was buried in the soil slowly got up and crawled out after a while.
His pupils, which had lost focus, rekindled a bit of vitality, and he slowly stood up.
The wounds caused by Luo Xue before had long disappeared without a trace, as if they had never existed, and there was no abnormality on her body.
The only thing missing is... awareness.
Occupying the body and soul is only an eternal and inextinguishable flame.
Chapter 182: The "Living Land" That Cannot Be Saved
"I've gotten used to using my spiritual sense to sense the surroundings, and I'm a little uncomfortable with it being disabled all of a sudden..."
Luo Xue groped her way through the fog with difficulty. Although the strange fog carried a sinister aura, its concentration was not high.
According to the previous measurement method, it is less than 0.1.
Luo Xue could easily resist when she was still a mortal, let alone now.
The real trouble is the characteristics of the fog. Spiritual awareness is completely useless and the vision of the naked eye is also greatly limited.
Luo Xue can only see things within fifteen meters at most. The farther away it is, the blurrier it becomes. If it is more than a hundred meters, even a shadow cannot be seen.
In other words, Luo Xue is not sure if there is anyone nearby, and is worried that the same thing will happen again, so she can only be vigilant at all times.
Probing deeper, the silent environment suddenly revealed the sound of water waves.
Luo Xue held her breath and concentrated, looking in the direction of the sound, but could only see endless fog.
"A sound coming through the fog, or maybe..."
Luo Xue calmed down, became more alert, and groped towards the sound of the waves.
Fortunately, the sound of waves did not seem to be some strange phenomenon, and there was no situation where we could not get close to it no matter what.
Soon, Luo Xue smelled a bloody stench, which was stronger than the fog, and the fog in her vision also turned a little bloody.
"Could it be that..."
Go to the end
Luo Xue thought that she had only walked less than five kilometers, so this secret realm shouldn’t be that small, right
She quickened her pace, moving closer to Bloody.
As the distance got closer, Luo Xue's vision gradually became clearer. Finally, she stood in front of the blood, and her breathing couldn't help but stagnate a little.
"This is... the sea of blood!"
The surging waves, filled with a shocking dark red color, licked the shore over and over again, bringing with them a creepy breath.
"It does look somewhat similar to the blood sea in the four regions of Kyushu... but I don't know if they are related."
Luo Xue stretched out her hand slightly, trying to touch the water of the sea of blood that was flooding the shore.
Since her spiritual awareness was blocked, if she wanted to sense the situation in the sea of blood, she could only do so through direct contact.
Out of caution, Luo Xue did not touch the sea of blood directly, but chose the little blood water left on the coastline after the tide receded.
"No, don't..."
At this moment, Luo Xue heard a faint wailing sound coming from her ear, not far behind her.
"who!"
Luo Xue immediately looked back and saw a figure half leaning on a rock in the mist.
"Don't... go..."
"Um?"
Luo Xue frowned slightly.
She glanced at the sea of blood, then looked at the figure.
Finally, he stepped back and approached cautiously.
At least I met a monk with whom I could communicate normally, and it seemed that he had arrived at the secret realm before.
Perhaps these strange things can be answered from the other party.
When Luo Xue walked closer and saw the figure, she was slightly stunned and her cautious attitude relaxed a little.
The monk who was whispering was a middle-aged man with a plain face, similar to the one Luo Xue had buried before. They should have been the first group of monks to enter the secret realm, but this one didn't seem to be in good condition.
—He was missing everything from the waist down.
"return... "
The middle-aged monk was still whispering, but he didn't seem to be talking to Luo Xue, because his pale eyes were staring in another direction.
"Daoyou?"
Luo Xue called softly.
She was not sure whether the other party could hear her, and she did not dare to go up to check the situation.
There are indeed many inconveniences after spiritual consciousness is disabled.
After Luo Xue called several times, the middle-aged monk finally responded.
His eyes moved slowly, and it took several breaths before he finally set his gaze on Luo Xue.
The next moment, the middle-aged man's pupils shrank sharply, his pale face showed a hint of fear, and half of his body moved back in panic.
"Ghost, it's a ghost... Is the ghost coming to find us again..."
"Fuck, I'm not a ghost."
Luo Xue looked helpless, knowing that her current ghost girl appearance did look like a ghost, but there was no need to be so scared, right
"Daoyou, look carefully..."
Luo Xue had only said half of her words when the middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly rolled back and half of his body collapsed.
"You won't be scared to death, will you?"
Luo Xue was a little distressed. She carefully moved over again and made sure that the middle-aged monk did not react before she went forward to check the situation.
"Um?"
Luo Xue looked slightly gloomy.
This time was a little different from the strange monk they had just encountered. The middle-aged man's soul was almost annihilated, and only one soul and three spirits were left out of the three souls and seven spirits.
In other words, even if Luo Xue didn't scare him, death was only a matter of time.
The wound on half of the body is even more intriguing. It can be seen that it was caused by a sharp weapon, that is, it was cut in half.
But the problem is... judging from the degree of decay in the wound, the injury must have lasted for at least several months.
However, not every foundation-building cultivator has the same self-healing ability as Luo Xue. In this situation, most foundation-building cultivators can only let their wounds become infected and rot, and rely on their powerful vitality to hang on to their lives.
"That's not right. Even if he is a disciple of the Nangong clan, he has only been in the secret realm for a few days. How could he have a wound that lasted for several months?"
It is even more impossible that he had a wound before coming in. Luo Xue does not believe that those examiners of the Divine Transformation will let a cultivator with a half body pass the examination...
There is only one possibility left.
The flow of time in the Blood Sea Secret Realm is different from that in the outside world, but Luo Xue currently has no way to determine the corresponding ratio.
The last question is, what on earth did he go through, and why did he keep murmuring “come back” and “don’t go”
Are you advising your companions not to get close to the sea of blood
With one soul and three spirits, the middle-aged man's intelligence has almost disappeared, and all his actions are controlled by instinct.
... She's not Nangong Mengxiang, with one soul and three spirits jumping around.
"What a shame! If only I hadn't scared you to death, even if all you had left was instinct, you could at least have gotten some information out of it."
Luo Xue sighed and touched her face.
"Should I change my image? In this place and this environment, the ghost girl's appearance is indeed a bit scary..."
As she thought about this, she casually cast a spell to form a layer of light curtain, which she could use as a mirror so that she could make a decent leather case.
However, when Luo Xue looked up at the mirror, she was shocked by herself.
"Oh my god, when did it change back?"
Looking at the white-haired girl in the light curtain, Luo Xue almost thought that she had used the wrong magic.
She quickly let her long hair fall down, then lifted it up with her palm to examine it carefully.
"Really... changed back?"