Chapter 953
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Just as Chu Chen was considering whether or not he should take a gamble, he suddenly heard a strange sound behind him. At that moment, there was no one else on the deck aside from Chu Chen.
He turned around and saw that not far behind him, several cultivators with majestic auras were walking out of the ship's hold with solemn expressions. They walked toward the side of the ship with solemn expressions, as if they were facing death with equanimity.
What were they doing? Chu Chen didn't react for a moment.
There were old and young people in the group, men and women, and their cultivations had all reached the Spirit Stream Stage. Every one of them had a desolate expression on their faces.
The leader of the group was a tall young cultivator. He looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old and wore a crude set of leather armor made of animal hide. There was a sinister scar on his rigid face that extended from his left eyebrow to his right lip. It was a ghastly sight.
He walked at the front of the group, his eyes flickering with uncertainty, unable to hide the anxiety in his heart.
Behind him was an old man in black robes and a handsome young man holding a paper fan. The old man's face was haggard, but his eyes were especially bright, like two lamps that faintly emitted a yellow light.
The young man had a fair complexion and wore a set of green robes. He held a snow-white folding fan in his hand and had a graceful bearing. He looked like a romantic scholar.
Behind him were two beautiful female cultivators in purple robes. The two of them followed behind the frail scholar with timid expressions. They bit their lips tightly, and their eyes revealed an expression of both fear and anticipation.
"Everyone, we are now trapped in a sea of blood. Although our future is uncertain, as cultivators, how can we just sit and wait for death?!"
The scar-faced man seemed to have figured out how to convince his companions. He turned to look at the people behind him and pointed at the golden light outside the ship and the boundless sea of blood.
"Do you see that? The domain elder's blood has dried up. The light barrier he emits won't last for long! If we continue to stay on this ship, we'll just be waiting for death. Why don't we all take a risk? Perhaps we'll have a chance at survival! "
He had clearly said this to the cultivators behind him. However, when they arrived at the edge of the Blood Sea, the determination on their faces faded due to their instinctive fear.
Looking at the unknown world filled with blood, the cultivators hesitated. The legend of the Blood Sea was simply too bizarre. If they continued to stay in the steel ship, they would at least be safe for the time being.
If he were to leave the ship and enter the Blood Sea, his life and death would be out of his control.
What's more, so what if he made it through the Blood Sea? Without a ship, even a super expert of the Spirit Stream stage would not be able to last long in the vast and endless West Sea!
The scar-faced man apparently sensed his companions' instinctive fear of the Blood Sea, so he began to incite them again. "What are you hesitating for? If we stay here, we'll die anyway. Maybe we'll have a chance to survive if we charge out! "
Chu Chen finally understood their intentions. They actually wanted to leave the ship that Elder Yu was guarding and find their own way out.
The handsome youth waved the fan in his hand. "I think we should take the risk. The only difference is dying early or dying late on this ship."
The black-robed old man nodded. "This feeling of waiting for death is too torturous. Even an old man like me can't stand this kind of waiting. Then let's take the risk. We'll use our fastest speed to pass through the blood fog."
"Everyone, are you planning to leave this ship and explore the Blood Sea on your own? I advise you not to do so. The Blood Sea is far more terrifying than you can imagine. It's not something you can escape just by increasing your speed. "
Chu Chen could not help but remind the group of cultivators who had already walked to the side of the ship.
"We can't escape, but at least we've tried. It's better than sitting here and waiting for death."
The scar-faced man sneered and glanced at Chu Chen with disdain. "You can't leave, so you want to drag us to die with you? We're not trash like you who can't even walk normally! "
"Little brother, don't be a busybody. We're going to find a way out. If you want to wait for death here, it's your own business." The scholarly looking green-robed man waved the fan in his hand and smiled at the two purple-robed girls. It was obvious that he disdained to speak with Chu Chen.
"Little brother, the wind and waves are strong here. Your body is very weak. Quickly go back. If we leave, we'll find someone to save everyone." The black-robed old man's tone was gentle.
Chu Chen could not help but sigh. "You want to die. I shouldn't meddle in other people's business. Even if you think I'm being a busybody, I still have to remind you that it's best if you wait on the ship. Maybe hope will appear soon."
"Hope will appear soon? Fall from the sky? Or are you, a cripple, going to save everyone? "
The scar-faced man waved his hand impatiently and turned to the cultivators who were traveling with him. "I'll open the way! The path to survival is to fight for it. It's not a problem that can be solved by sitting there with your eyes closed! "
Along with a shout, the scar-faced man's figure trembled slightly. Majestic spirit energy whizzed out from his body and formed seven ferocious gray dragons in the air.
"Break!"
The scar-faced man clenched his right hand into a fist and fiercely punched forward. "Boom!"
The seven gray dragons soared into the sky with shocking dragon roars and charged toward the boundless blood mist outside the ship!
Whoosh …
The dragons' roars split the sky and shook the void. The seven dragons easily passed through the golden light barrier set up by Elder Yu and forcibly opened up a wide spatial tunnel in the boundless blood mist.
The spatial tunnel was completely gray. It was unknown how long it was, but one could not see the end of it.
"Let's go! We have to take advantage of the time before the fog beasts completely condense and use our fastest speed to rush out of the sea of blood! "
Seeing that the spatial tunnel had completely formed, the scar-faced man suddenly roared again. His body was like a bolt of gray lightning as he fiercely flew into the spatial tunnel.
The people behind him looked at each other and clenched their teeth. They also turned into streams of light and disappeared into the spatial tunnel. They quickly disappeared into the boundless blood mist.
At this moment, there were many more cultivators on the deck. It was clear that the scar-faced man's group's decision to leave had attracted everyone's attention.
The scar-faced man had long been clamoring to fight to the death and enter the sea of blood to find a way to escape. However, not many people had the courage to go with him.
Now that they saw these people actually decisively fight their way out, the flames of hope in the hearts of the cultivators were ignited. Perhaps they could give everyone a chance to survive.
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