Chapter 1684: Chapter 829: Blood God? (2)
Li Ergou silently shook his head.
Li Ergou’s shake of the head made Luo Chen and Qing Shuang’s hearts sink, but the two did not give up.
They knew that since most of the members of the Blood Ghost Sect came from nearby villages, someone in these villages might have some clues.
"We need to investigate the nearby villages," Qing Shuang suggested, "maybe someone has seen the members of the Blood Ghost Sect coming in and out of a specific place, or heard some unusual things."
Luo Chen nodded in agreement, "That’s right, we can’t overlook any possible clues. Li Ergou, can you take us to your village?"
Li Ergou hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, "Alright, I’ll take you there, but you must promise not to hurt my family."
"Don’t worry, we won’t harm any innocent people." Luo Chen promised.
So, Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Yuan Lie, along with a few soldiers, followed Li Ergou to the nearby village.
The village was small, with only a few dozen households. The villagers appeared nervous seeing a group of strangers, especially soldiers in uniform.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang started going house to house, trying to talk gently with the villagers, attempting to ease their concerns.
After some effort, they learned that indeed some villagers occasionally heard strange noises coming from the depths of the forest at night. Some even saw eerie red light under the moonlight.
"Could that red light be the entrance to the Blood Ghost Sect’s Underground Palace?" Qing Shuang whispered to Luo Chen.
Luo Chen pondered for a moment, "It’s possible, but the entrance to the Underground Palace must be well hidden. We need to find that place."
They decided to stay overnight in the village to observe those strange phenomena at night.
As night fell, under Li Ergou’s guidance, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang quietly slipped into the forest.
Under the moonlight, the forest was particularly quiet, with the occasional call of night birds.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang held their breaths, carefully observing the surrounding movements.
Suddenly, Qing Shuang tugged at Luo Chen’s sleeve, pointing towards a valley not far away, "Look over there, there’s red light!"
Luo Chen followed the direction Qing Shuang pointed to and indeed saw a faint red light flickering in the valley.
The two exchanged a glance, deciding to approach quietly.
They cautiously made their way through the woods, the red light becoming more apparent.
As they neared the valley, they discovered the red light was emanating from a concealed cave entrance.
There were no markings around the cave entrance, but the red light was exceptionally eerie.
"This must be it," Luo Chen said softly, "We must be careful, the entrance to the Underground Palace may have traps."
Qing Shuang nodded, she took out a piece of Talisman Paper from her bosom, chanting a Curse quietly.
The Talisman Paper burned in her hand, emitting a faint blue light, illuminating the cave entrance.
The two slowly walked into the cave, which led to a descending stone staircase.
They carefully descended the stone steps, the further they went, the stronger the red light and the more pungent the smell in the air became.
Finally, they arrived at a massive underground space.
In the center of the space, there was a gigantic Blood Pool, constantly bubbling with eerie sounds.
Around the Blood Pool, various strange Magic Artifacts and talismans were arranged, the entire space was filled with an unsettling aura.
"Is this the Blood Ghost Sect’s Underground Palace?" Qing Shuang asked in a low voice.
Luo Chen nodded, his gaze fixed on a stone platform at the center of the Blood Pool, where a figure in a crimson robe stood with its back to them.
"Is that the Blood God?" Luo Chen whispered.
Qing Shuang tightly gripped her sword hilt, ready to strike at any moment.
The two slowly approached the Blood Pool, the Blood God seemed to sense their presence, slowly turning around.
The Blood God’s complexion was unusually pale, eyes like two fathomless black holes, exuding an aura that sent chills down one’s spine.
He curved his lips into a peculiar smile, his voice low and hoarse: "Welcome to my Domain, cultivators."
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, knowing that a fierce battle was about to commence.
"Blood God, your evil deeds have been exposed, today is your downfall!" Luo Chen shouted, simultaneously waving the Magic Bead in his hand, prepared to attack.
The Blood God seemed unfazed, he gently waved his hand, and the blood in the pool suddenly surged, forming a blood-red barrier blocking the force of Luo Chen’s Magic Bead.
The Blood God sneered, "Naive people, you have no idea the true power of my Blood Ghost Sect!"
Upon seeing this, Qing Shuang immediately threw out a talisman, which turned into a ray of golden light, striking directly at the Blood God.
However, the Blood God’s figure suddenly became indistinct, the golden light passed through his body without causing any harm.
"Your power is mere child’s play to me." The Blood God’s voice was full of disdain.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang were shocked, realizing the Blood God’s power was beyond their imagination.
They must find the Blood God’s weakness, or victory would be challenging.
"Do you think only you can use Spells?" the Blood God mocked, he began chanting a Curse, causing the blood in the pool to surge again, forming Blood Runes.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang felt a powerful force gathering, knowing they needed to act immediately.
Luo Chen took out a piece of golden Talisman Paper from his bosom, a life-saving charm left to him by his master, said to ward off all Evil Techniques.
"Qing Shuang, fall back!" Luo Chen shouted, throwing the golden Talisman Paper into the air.
The golden Talisman Paper burned in the air, emitting a dazzling light, forming a huge golden shield enveloping Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.
The Blood God’s Curse completed, Blood Runes rained down towards Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, but the golden shield blocked all attacks.
The Blood God looked on, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained composure, "It seems you have some skill."
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang seized the opportunity to launch a counterattack, attacking simultaneously, Luo Chen with the Magic Bead, and Qing Shuang with a talisman, combining their powers into a strong attack directed at the Blood God.
The Blood God faced their joint force, his expression remained calm.
As if these forces were nothing more than a light drizzle.
With no harm coming to him.
The Blood God lightly waved his hand, blood-colored mist wafted from his fingertips, colliding with Luo Chen and Qing Shuang’s attack, producing a muffled sound.
The mist and light interweaved, eventually dissipating into the air, without causing any damage to the Blood God.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang exchanged a glance, realizing this battle was far tougher than anticipated.
The Blood God’s strength was unfathomable, necessitating greater caution.
"Do you think this is enough to contend with me?" the Blood God’s voice carried a hint of mockery, "You’ve underestimated the power of the Blood Ghost Sect."
Luo Chen took a deep breath, knowing he needed to remain calm and search for the Blood God’s weakness.
He glanced around, noticing the seemingly linked blood constantly surging in the pool and the Blood God.
"Qing Shuang, we need to find a way to sever his connection with the Blood Pool." Luo Chen said softly.
Qing Shuang nodded, taking a string of silver bells from her waist and began to shake them.
The bells emitted a clear, pleasant sound but contained powerful Mana, forming ripples aimed at the Blood God.
The Blood God’s brow slightly furrowed, evidently surprised by this force.
He waved his hand again, a blood-colored barrier resurfaced, trying to fend off the bells’ assault.
Luo Chen seized the opportunity to take out an ancient bronze short sword, a Treasure he acquired in his early travels, reputed to cut through all evil.
He gripped the short sword firmly, chanting an ancient Curse, the sword began to radiate a dazzling light.
"Banish evil!" Luo Chen shouted, letting go of the short sword as it transformed into a streak of light aimed directly at the Blood God.
Upon seeing this, the Blood God’s expression finally showed a hint of seriousness.
He formed hand seals, causing the blood in the pool to churn, creating a massive blood-colored vortex attempting to swallow the short sword.
However, the short sword seemed to possess its own will, weaving through the vortex, ultimately breaking through the blood-colored barrier, striking straight at the Blood God’s chest.
The Blood God emitted a muffled groan, his body shivered slightly, evidently wounded.