Chapter 30: Coming from the Nether Blood Sea?

"Whew! Finally almost at Mount Buzhou!"

Looking at the foot of Mount Buzhou, now within arm's reach, Tian Yuan let out a soft breath.

Although he had the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil for protection, this dharma treasure had not yet been fully repaired, and ultimately it was difficult to refine for long periods.

Being able to maintain it for these past hundred years was still thanks to the endless mana within his body.

Although he had failed to find the main force of the Houtu Tribe on this trip down the mountain, the harvest was still quite bountiful.

Only the dredging of the Earth Veins left Tian Yuan feeling somewhat depressed; last time he had invested a million of the Wu Clan, and although the number of people had clearly doubled, the speed had instead slowed down.

In the two hundred-plus years since coming down the mountain, only ten Branch Veins had been dredged.

According to Tian Yuan's estimation, to break through to the mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal, he would likely need about five more Branch Veins.

The speed of dredging in the future might decrease even further, unless he captured more of the Wu Clan.

Glancing at the arrows speeding through the air behind him, Tian Yuan slightly increased his speed.

It could be said that he had been chased all the way here by Houyi.

He did not know where Kuafu had fallen, but Houyi had been following relentlessly, and the attacks from the bow in his hand had never ceased.

That string of nine arrows was a veritable high-speed mobile artillery platform; no wonder it became the direct fuse for the final Witch-Demon war.

Fortunately, he had the Nine Heavens Breathing Soil to protect his body, otherwise he would surely have been shot into a honeycomb.

However, Tian Yuan had not missed the tribes he passed along the way, though only those in a straight line.

To increase the efficiency of capturing Wu people next, he was afraid he would have to resolve this trouble behind him.

Looking at the approaching Mount Buzhou, Houyi felt somewhat anxious.

With the continuous attacks from the Sun-Shooting Divine Bow, he could still clearly sense Tian Yuan's situation.

It was entirely because of that Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure that the opponent had been able to flee for so long, but that spiritual treasure seemed to have some limitations.

Otherwise, if a Supreme Innate Spiritual Treasure were unleashed, even he would need to respond with caution.

But for such a long time, Tian Yuan had never unleashed it against him, using it only for self-protection.

Big Brother said that this stone man left no trace after darting into Mount Buzhou, and seemed unaffected by the Father God's will. Regardless of whether it was true or false, Houyi dared not gamble.

Added to the tribes Tian Yuan had ransacked earlier, the number of clansmen in the stone man's hands was likely in the millions.

In the thousands of years of the tribe's expansion, there had never been so many clansmen die; how could Houyi be willing to accept this?

Yet their physical strength was much the same, and his own strongest attacks could not break through the opponent's defense in a short time.

Houyi, who had not spoken, could not help but shout loudly: "Having fled for so long, you surely lose the reputation of a Great Luo Golden Immortal."

His archery skills were such that even the Great Witches of the clan were exhausted trying to cope, to the point that no one was willing to spar with him.

At this very moment, Houyi also somewhat understood the feelings of those Great Witches.

He used his methods with all his might, yet the opponent made no response, just going about his own business.

In the past, he had traveled to Mount Buzhou; although he had failed to reach the summit, he had never heard of any powerful stone man up there.

Hearing the words from behind, Tian Yuan turned his head slightly and responded loudly: "In a few years, I will spar with you again."

After hundreds of years of chasing back and forth, Tian Yuan was already very clear about the Great Witch's strength.

Without a breakthrough in realm, there was no way to suppress him; fighting was just a waste of time!

Amidst Houyi's teeth-gritting gaze, Tian Yuan plunged into Mount Buzhou.

Withdrawing his arrows, Houyi leaped down; sure enough, the stone man's aura was gone.

It was truly as Big Brother had said; where the stone man disappeared, there was not the slightest fluctuation, and he had vanished into thin air.

"The Father God's will shrouds this place; how did this stone man manage it?" Houyi looked around, unable to understand it at all.

Because they were Pangu Orthodox, they were not affected by the might of Mount Buzhou; was the stone man even more exaggerated than their Wu Clan? Looking around, Houyi's gaze suddenly narrowed.

A large head poked out from a hillside not far away; it was the stone man who had just disappeared, grinning at him.

Tian Yuan opened his mouth and spat, and suddenly, one after another, disheveled figures were spewed out, wailing and screaming as they fell toward the ground—a dense crowd of them, and quite a few at that.

Houyi's figure froze, somewhat failing to understand Tian Yuan's behavior.

But looking closely, he discovered the clue: they were all clansmen below the Golden Immortal realm. But even so, it still left him puzzled.

Before Houyi could step forward to investigate, the stone man's head shrank back into the mountain and disappeared again.

The number of Wu people spat out was in the hundreds of thousands; at this moment, they were piled at the foot of the mountain, all roaring, cursing, and howling incessantly.

Houyi ignored them and came to the place where Tian Yuan had disappeared, investigating carefully once more.

It was exactly the same as the previous spot; there was not a single trace of fluctuation.

The Wu Clan had no Primordial Spirit, but they were born with laws, and their perception of laws was far superior to other living beings.

Powerful divine abilities and techniques were all just applications of laws; it made no sense to leave no trace at all.

Houyi was very puzzled! Returning to the space of Mount Buzhou's will, Tian Yuan scanned the many Earth Veins, his heart feeling a slight joy.

Although these two hundred years had only dredged ten Branch Veins, seven or eight of those below already had faint auspicious energy rising; he figured it would not take many years to completely purify and dredge them.

The mid-stage of Great Luo Golden Immortal was within reach.

To shorten the speed of his breakthrough, Tian Yuan distributed the Wu people he had captured this time into the ten-plus Branch Veins that the Wu Clan was currently dredging and purifying.

After doing this, Tian Yuan looked at his own body.

Sure enough, his arms and other injured parts were all surrounded by Mysterious Yellow Qi; Mount Buzhou was repairing his physical body.

Touching the hole in his arm, Tian Yuan muttered softly: "Just in time to go explore under the Earth Veins!"

The scene of the blood-evil surging to the heavens below during his last exploration was still fresh in Tian Yuan's memory.

Houyi was definitely guarding outside, and those few Earth Veins were about to be completely opened; once he made his breakthrough, it would be the perfect time to capture him.

At that time, he could also test what had caused that strange sound from before.

With a flash of his figure, Tian Yuan had already arrived beneath a purified Branch Vein.

Looking around, Tian Yuan's expression became solemn.

Initially, it was just a pervasive blood mist, but now it has thickened like blood, and there is even a dripping sound where it adheres to the Earth Vein.

Tian Yuan vanished, arriving beneath a Main Vein.

A winding blood river clung tightly beneath the Main Vein, with Gungun blood waves surging.

The Earth Vein was being continuously dredged and purified, yet did this Blood Fiend Qi also intensify its erosion of the Earth Vein?

Tian Yuan did not know if this was the reason, or if things would have turned out this way regardless of whether he had acted or not.

Wrapped in Mysterious Yellow Qi, Tian Yuan looked downward with a grim face.

The only thing in the Primordial World capable of creating such a scene is the Nether Blood Sea of the Underworld.

Could all this Blood Fiend Qi come from the Nether Blood Sea? But the Nether Blood Sea is clearly beneath the Western Land, so how could it come here to the East?

As this thought flashed through his mind, Tian Yuan descended with powerful momentum.

Although he had only just stepped into the Golden Immortal realm, with the protection of the will of Mount Buzhou, mere blood waves could not harm him.

As he continued to dive deeper, the blood water turned into blood mist, then gradually began to fade.

An inverted blood river? (End of chapter)