CHAPTER 497: CHAPTER 483 PREPARATION FOR WAR

Zhao Changhe indeed could find the Forbidden Land, or at least make an educated guess.

The "Mountain and River Atlas" clearly depicted that not too far east of the Spirit Clan’s Holy Mountain, there lay a place where the Ancient Spirit Clan specially bred Blood Turtles, known as Turtle Pool, and it even detailed the pathways within the Turtle Pool. It seemed that Xuanwu had once specifically visited this place. Hmm, perhaps because of being of the same kind?

However, listening to Sisi and the others’ conversations, one could never discern the existence of such a place as Turtle Pool.

Considering the situation of breeding Blood Turtles in the Forbidden Land, it’s highly likely that someone had taken over the place, finding something like Blood Turtle Eggs and breeding one anew. It’s obvious this person was a God Demon from Ancient Times who had been severely wounded and was barely clinging to life, dreadfully fearing the discovery of their whereabouts by the Spirit Clan people, they must have set up some sort of Array to conceal the existence of Turtle Pool. Over time, today’s Spirit Clan people have completely forgotten about such a place, let alone breeding Blood Turtles on their own.

The origin of the Forbidden Land should be as such, with a certainty of eight or nine out of ten. The direction from which the True Envoy arrived also corroborated this guessing.

Sisi had no idea he had access to so much information, both shocked and delighted, "You... you really know?"

"Hmm... pretty close," he replied.

"Could you really be the True Saint Envoy specially decreed to us by the Ancestor God..."

Zhao Changhe couldn’t help but laugh out loud, teasing her, "Then you, Holy Daughter, should serve well."

Sisi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

Yue Hongling always felt that this reckless guy’s eyes were turning watery, and if it wasn’t for her own presence, she felt the girl would even dare to kiss him.

Indeed, Zhao Changhe had shown some sort of miracle this time, feeling like a godsend savior in every aspect for Sisi. Although she herself was also helping, she could only exert fighting strength, these bizarre things she really didn’t know where Zhao Changhe got them from.

If he insisted on saying he was the True Saint Envoy, Sisi would probably really believe it.

And this guy was even saying, "Hongling and I will go take a look, better you don’t go, the Spirit Clan is in great chaos right now, you need to stand firm here, unify the whole clan. Even if Hongling and I can’t beat them, by running away, with your clan backing us, we won’t necessarily lose."

Sisi pursed her lips, "That person is very strong, you... perhaps you should cultivate for a while longer before going? Once I have control of the Spirit Clan, and enough resources..."

Zhao Changhe said, "We must go now, because it was just wounded by the Bone Sword, it isn’t in the best shape now, this is the best opportunity."

Sisi pursed her lips tightly, then after a long silence, suddenly stuffed the Bone Sword into his hands, turned around, and entered the Array, pouring out all of her worries onto the Elders.

"Xiang Simeng! You dare to defy your superiors, disrespect the elder, and cause a great upheaval. When you face the Ancestor God in the netherworld, what face will you have to meet Him!"

"The ones who should repent before the Ancestor God are yourselves!" Sisi’s eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Die!"

"Secret Treasure? Impossible..."

Zhao Changhe didn’t listen to the villainous speeches from the battlefield anymore, nor did he have the heart to participate in a battle that was obviously winnable, and he leaped down the cliffside.

Yue Hongling followed him, knowing that Zhao Changhe was looking for Wuding.

Underneath, the vegetation was crushed and blood was scattered everywhere; obviously, someone had rolled down the hill, but the person was already gone... but Wuding’s flown away sword was lying not far away, turned out to be a good sword indeed.

"Gone indeed." Zhao Changhe picked up the sword, casually handed it to Yue Hongling, and sighed, "I always feel like something is about to happen to him."

"We can’t expect everything to be perfect. If he seeks revenge in the future, we will deal with it as it comes," Yue Hongling said. "Besides, his injuries are severe, he won’t be able to stir trouble for a while. If we can quickly settle the matter of the Spirit Clan, we won’t have to fear Wuding."

"Hmm," Zhao Changhe continued to search through the grass for clues.

Yue Hongling asked curiously, "What else are you looking for?"

Zhao Changhe spoke softly, "It seems Wuding doesn’t have a storage ring. If he had a pouch with elixirs, money, or the like on his body, it’s very likely to fall out when rolling down a mountain. I need to find Blade Grass... this is the last chance to strengthen myself before the final battle."

Yue Hongling was somewhat admiring upon hearing this; this guy was not only attentive but also truly strived for every second in his cultivation.

Unbeknownst to Zhao Changhe at this moment, he was extremely anxious.

Knowing where the Forbidden Land was only the foundation. The current issue was who was inside the Forbidden Land and why they were using the Blood Evil Skill...

If it were Lie, he might as well just go to bed and forget about it. Even if Lie was still hurt and barely clinging to life, it was simply impossible to beat him. Everyone’s understanding of martial arts, "the path," and "the laws" wasn’t on the same level.

But Zhao Changhe felt that the person shouldn’t be Lie—the difference in aura was a bit large, and although "Blood Filling Mountains and Rivers" was stronger than himself, it wasn’t on the level of the creator.

However, it seemed he couldn’t beat him even if it wasn’t Lie... Just the method of attaching to the envoy and observing everything was beyond what he could hope to match. And he could perform Divine Descent; just Divine Descent alone allowed one to tackle three opponents. How terrifying must the real body be?

The last time he fought the Corpse Demon, he could call friends for help, pulling in a bunch from the Heavenly List and Earth List for a beatdown. But what about this time?

This time there were Corpse Demons, who would certainly be willing to cooperate in this matter.

But Zhao Changhe still felt extremely uneasy in his heart. He had been trying to call out to the blind man since earlier, getting absolutely no response in return.

Zhao Changhe had no choice but to look for things while asking the Corpse Demon, "What do you think about that blood figure just now?"

The Corpse Demon coldly said, "Just from Divine Descent alone, it’s hard to tell much. Anyway, they’re stronger than the ones from the Heavenly List who ganged up on me last time."

"Is it Lie?"

"Worthy of him?" Although the Corpse Demon didn’t have a good attitude towards Lie, it seemed to genuinely respect Lie’s strength, scoffing, "It can’t be Lie. I’m also wondering who this could be. Strange, Lie didn’t take disciples back in the day. It’s understandable for your descendants to learn from the relics he left behind, but where did this person get Lie’s cultivation technique from..."

"Is there a possibility that Lie originally comprehended this cultivation technique from the Blood Turtle? And that this person has been with the Blood Turtle all along, comprehending something similar?"

The Corpse Demon was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "The person who had the most contact with the Blood Turtle back then was me... Lie could only kill the Blood Turtle by taking advantage of when I wasn’t around."

What he meant was, I wasn’t able to comprehend those things.

Zhao Changhe scornfully said, "If you were around, then it’s more likely that Lie would have chopped down both the Blood Turtle and you together."

"..." The Corpse Demon changed the subject, "But your guess isn’t without reason. People are different, and it’s normal for everyone to have their own understandings."

"Are you confident you can defeat him?"

"I don’t know, we have to see what his state is like," the Corpse Demon said with some sarcasm, "It’s just a pity that you haven’t reached the Second Layer Secret Treasure, otherwise you wouldn’t need to be so timid."

Zhao Changhe fell silent.

His recent clash with the blood figure had given him a feeling of powerlessness, as if cutting through water with a blade; despite striking the blood figure, it seemed to have no real effect. On the other hand, Sisi’s Bone Sword had been effective.

The reason was simple: the Bone Sword had absorbed a massive amount of chill and deadly Sword Qi from the array before, making it harshly cold and supremely sharp. It had become something capable of affecting the heavens and breaking through space. Where could the Dragon Sparrow find such energy to store? And where could it find such concentrated methods of deployment?

But this couldn’t be blamed on the Dragon Sparrow; it was the fault of its owner for not having enough strength to utilize such power even after the enhancements.

If he had the Sharp Edge Grass, in addition to the previously absorbed Jun Heaven Blood Jade, regardless of whether the Second Layer Secret Treasure could be achieved, at least the Blood Asura Body’s Second Layer could be. And the key transformation in this step was that concentration into a sharp point, which was, after all, the reason he had been practicing the sword—to transform from the flat of the blade to the pinpoint of the sword.

Now his comprehension was sufficient, only lacking the last medicinal ingredient. If achieved, it would surely benefit the upcoming battle, at least providing an additional edge.

"Here!" Yue Hongling called out a few dozen feet away, "I found some medicine bottles!"

Zhao Changhe leaped up and rushed over to see; indeed, there were a few medicine bottles, cracked but thankfully with the medicine inside still intact.

Zhao Changhe popped the cork and studied them for a while, his expression uncertain.

His knowledge of medicine was already pretty good; he could tell that most were injury medicine, Qi Returning Powder, and similar kinds... among them, there indeed seemed to be one type of elixir pill likely meant for sharpening Sword Qi, probably containing Sharp Edge Grass.

It should have been like rain after a long drought, a cause for immense joy... but this elixir pill seemed to have a problem.