Chapter 603 - 542: The 3000-Li Bloody Road

Chapter 603: Chapter 542: The 3000-Li Bloody Road

Several days passed. The yellow sand still filled the sky, and that scorching sun remained high above, as if it had never set for all of eternity.

By the standards of the outside world, several days had gone by. But here in this Desert Sea of endless yellow sand, the viciously scorching sun hadn’t changed in the slightest. There wasn’t even the normal phenomenon of sunrise and sunset.

It was as if night simply didn’t exist in this Desert Sea, a place that had caught Chu Mu off guard and sent a chill down his spine.

The sun blazed. "Vicious" was no longer enough to describe its rays. The heat was almost searing. Even with Chu Mu’s body, which had long since become Extraordinary and shed its mortal coil, he couldn’t help but feel the faint sensation of being burned.

But all this scorching heat could do little to suppress the chill in Chu Mu’s heart.

Back on the Demon Suppression Islands, facing the surging Beast Tides one after another was perilous, but at least he had a reliable path of retreat. The Chen Family at his back was also a decent source of support.

But here, during what amounted to several days in the outside world, the Beast Tides he faced on the Demon Suppression Islands, and even the inescapable pursuit of the Heaven and Earth Net outside Bazhou City, seemed utterly insignificant in comparison.

These few days had given Chu Mu an unforgettable, painstaking lesson in just how terrifying the ancient catastrophe caused by the Sand-tailed Scorpions, as recorded in the ancient texts, truly was!

And just how tenacious this Insect Race-like Demon Beast Race was!

It was similar to a Beast Tide, yet completely different from a Beast Tide’s chaotic savagery. Not even the term "well-trained army" could quite describe this Sand-tailed Scorpion Race.

After all, even the most well-trained army is still just a whole composed of single individuals.

But with the Sand-tailed Scorpion Race, every single Sand-tailed Scorpion was connected to the Sand-tailed Scorpion Mother, moving as if they were her own limbs.

It was as if every Sand-tailed Scorpion was a Clone of the Sand-tailed Scorpion Mother.

They appeared to be an endless number of individuals, but in reality, they were a single, unified entity!

And this was merely the most ordinary thing about the Sand-tailed Scorpions.

What was even more terrifying was that in just these few short days, because of his presence, the Sand-tailed Scorpion Swarms seemed to have evolved specifically to target him, Chu Mu.

To counter the sharpness of his Sword Intent, a barrier seemed to have evolved within the Sand-tailed Scorpions’ Seas of Consciousness. Although, to him, it still didn’t make much of a difference.

But there was no doubt that even if slaying each Sand-tailed Scorpion only cost him a nearly negligible amount of extra energy, when that cost was multiplied by an endless number of Sand-tailed Scorpions, the additional expenditure would inevitably become unimaginably immense.

To counter his Great Sun True Flame, the Sand-tailed Scorpions had clearly evolved as well. After absorbing the residual True Flame from their battles, their sand-yellow bodies now showed visible streaks of crystalline crimson.

Beneath this almost eerie, crystalline crimson, each Sand-tailed Scorpion’s resistance to fire had also clearly increased.

And this improvement seemed to be continuously changing as the fighting wore on.

To prevent him from escaping through space, the Compass alone showed that more than ten "Spatial Sand-tailed Scorpions" had appeared within a radius of several thousand meters.

None of them had joined the fight. Instead, they stood in different directions under the heavy guard of other Sand-tailed Scorpions, like generals on all sides, apathetically watching Chu Mu as he was being besieged.

Even though they hadn’t actually stepped onto the battlefield, their very existence was clearly a deterrent to Chu Mu—a threat that cut off any path of retreat!

With beings possessing spatial Divine Techniques present, and with his own shallow understanding of space, Chu Mu clearly had no confidence he could evade the spatial interference and escape this encirclement.

The only thing he could do was carve out a bloody path.

Just as he had for the past several days... endless... slaughter!

If one were to look down upon this nigh-boundless Desert Sea from the heavens at this moment, they would surely see the bloody path stretching across it.

Over several days, the residual Crimson True Flame had yet to dissipate, and the sharp, crisscrossing saber scars still remained, engraved upon the Desert Sea like grotesque inscriptions.

Stretching from south to north for over a thousand miles, crimson light and the stench of blood intertwined, and the mangled remains of countless Sand-tailed Scorpions were piled high.

At the end of this bloody path, the blazing crimson light, stained by blood, had become almost dazzlingly demonic. Amidst flashes of saber light, his long hair whipped about. His blood-soaked green robes were tattered and torn, and his Three-foot Blade had drunk an unknowable amount of blood.

The Ancient Tower hung high above, with the Nine Dragons coiled upon it, acting like a meat grinder that wantonly devoured and annihilated the lives of the surrounding Sand-tailed Scorpions.

A wolf’s howl roared. The wolf’s body, which looked as if it were cast from metal, was now also covered in ghastly, bloody wounds. Pale gold and crimson intertwined. With every swipe of its claws, several Sand-tailed Scorpions were annihilated in an explosion of flesh and blood.

It seemed like a reckless slaughter, but a glance at the surroundings revealed that, just like the rolling dunes of the sand sea, the tide-like Sand-tailed Scorpion Race showed no signs of diminishing.

Still surging, and still... endless...

The Three-foot Blade swung down again and again, annihilating countless Sand-tailed Scorpions each time.

But no matter how much blood stained the Three-foot Blade, the surging Sand-tailed Scorpions never seemed to lessen. They were endless, as if his fate had been sealed the moment he stepped into this Desert Sea.

The blazing crimson light was gradually weakening. Faced with this endless consumption, Chu Mu had no choice but to think of every possible way to conserve as much Magical Power and energy as he could.

Abilities like the Nine Dragon Divine Flame Tower and the Great Sun True Flame, despite their formidable Mighty Power and their ability to wantonly devour the lives of Sand-tailed Scorpions like a meat grinder, also undoubtedly consumed a terrifying amount of Magical Power.

Even though he had many Elixirs to restore his Magical Power and his own Essence, Qi, and Spirit were exceptionally abundant, it was clear that even the most abundant reserves of Magical Power could not withstand such ceaseless consumption.

Before long, the blazing crimson light surrounding Chu Mu was completely extinguished. The towering Ancient Tower high in the sky, with its circling Fire Dragons, also shrank rapidly and returned to Chu Mu’s Dantian, falling silent.

Blood-stained green robes. A three-foot blade.

There was no enhancement from Magical Power, nor any phenomena of crisscrossing Saber Qi. There was only one man and one saber, relying on pure Physical Strength and the blade’s ultimate, piercing sharpness.

Just like back in the mortal world... Upward flick, thrust, intercept, block, collapse, chop...

One by one, he executed the extremely simple yet seemingly perfect forms of the Basic Blade Technique. Empowered by his Physical Strength, he brought his saber down, strike after strike.

And now, without the meat-grinder-like annihilation from the Nine Dragon Prison Suppression Tower, the Sand-tailed Scorpions swarming in like a tide from all directions had almost completely submerged Chu Mu and Wangcai.

At this moment, looking down from the sky, endless Sand-tailed Scorpions were surging forward. In this bloody land, severed limbs had even piled up into rolling hills.

Amidst the swarm, it was already difficult to even glimpse Chu Mu’s location. Only a faint, cold, bright flash, appearing intermittently, still proved that he was alive...

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