Chapter 1697: Chapter 836: Mo Han’s Uncle?
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang led an elite team, secretly leaving the headquarters. Their target was a Blood Ghost Sect stronghold, located in a valley near the White Fog Mountain workshop.
The valley was shrouded in eerie fog, which ordinary people wouldn’t dare approach, marking it as a treacherous place at first glance.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang cautiously infiltrated the valley and discovered that a huge Formation was hidden within.
"This is the Blood Sacrifice Array Formation of the Blood Ghost Sect, seems like they are up to something big," Qing Shuang whispered.
Luo Chen nodded, "It seems they are conducting some sort of ritual; we must stop them and not let them succeed."
The two exchanged a glance, deciding to sabotage the Formation, delivering a fatal blow to the Blood Ghost Sect.
They quietly approached the core of the Formation, when suddenly, a gust of chilling wind blew, and several robed figures appeared before them, resembling bandits waylaying travelers.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?" one robed figure harshly questioned, their voice as sharp as nails scraping glass.
Luo Chen and Qing Shuang didn’t answer but struck first, knowing hesitation would lead to loss.
A fierce battle unfolded in the valley, with Luo Chen’s swordsmanship swift and thunderous, while Qing Shuang’s spells were exquisite, unleashed like a cascade of free-flowing magic.
Although numerous, the robed figures were no match for them and were beaten into retreat.
During the battle, Luo Chen realized that these robed figures were significantly stronger than the average Blood Ghost Sect disciples, indicating they were elite, making the situation more intriguing.
Qing Shuang cautioned, "They are the Blood Ghost Sect elite; be careful not to be caught off guard."
Feeling a chill in his heart, Luo Chen knew this battle wouldn’t be easy and needed to give it his all.
After a fierce fight, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang finally defeated the robed figures, disrupting the Blood Sacrifice Array Formation and halting the Blood Ghost Sect’s ritual.
"We must leave quickly; it’s not safe to stay here," Luo Chen said.
They quickly left the valley, vanishing into the night like a gust of wind.
Returning to the Alliance Headquarters, Luo Chen and Qing Shuang reported the results of their mission to the leaders.
"Well done, this action has given us deeper insights into the Blood Ghost Sect’s plans, serving as a warning to them," an Elder praised.
Luo Chen pondered, "We must quickly uncover their next move and not be led by the nose."
Qing Shuang nodded, "I will intensify intelligence gathering and strive to uncover their secrets soon."
At the Alliance Headquarters, Mo Han continued studying the Crystal Ball and discovered more hidden images revealing a mysterious location.
"Where is this? Are there secrets I am unaware of?" Mo Han muttered to himself.
He relayed this discovery to Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.
"It seems we have a new target; these waters are getting deeper," Luo Chen said.
Qing Shuang nodded, "We need to visit this place; there might be new discoveries."
They decided to set out again for the mysterious location shown in the Crystal Ball.
This place was in a distant land, the journey long and full of the unknown.
Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Mo Han embarked on a new journey, traversing mountains and rivers, facing countless dangers, akin to a pilgrimage West, enduring eighty-one trials.
Finally, they arrived at this mysterious place, an ancient city in the heart of a desolate desert.
"This is the place shown in the Crystal Ball, seems we found the right spot," Mo Han said.
They entered the city, finding it deserted, with only strange statues present, lifelike, as if ready to come alive at any moment.
"These statues seem to contain some power; we must be cautious, lest we fall into a trap," Qing Shuang said.
Luo Chen nodded, "We must be careful; this place has a sinister aura."
As they continued exploring the city, a strong wind suddenly blew, sand scattering, revealing several black-robed, mysterious figures appearing before them, resembling ghosts emerging from the earth.
"Who are you? What is your purpose here?" Luo Chen asked, his voice tinged with caution.
The black-robed figures didn’t answer, striking immediately, triggering a battle in the desert, as Luo Chen, Qing Shuang, and Mo Han joined forces against them. They discovered the black-robed figures were extremely powerful, even more formidable than the elite Blood Ghost Sect members they encountered before, presenting a tough adversary indeed.
During the fight, Mo Han suddenly felt a headache, like someone beating a drum in his head.
The images in the Crystal Ball appeared again, showing a familiar figure, one both dear and distant.
"That is..." Mo Han’s voice trembled, unable to believe his eyes, "my father."
Mo Han’s exclamation was like thunder on a clear day, causing Luo Chen and Qing Shuang to halt their actions simultaneously.
Both looked at Mo Han without prior agreement, then shifted their gaze to the black-robed figures, their eyes filled with confusion and caution.
Among them, one black-robed figure seemed to tremble slightly, but the moment passed, as if it was just an illusion.
"Father?"
Luo Chen frowned, puzzled.
"Mo Han, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Mo Han didn’t respond, his gaze locked firmly on the slightly trembling black-robed figure, his eyes mixed with emotions of turbulent complexity.