The Federation had already sent a few batches of people in to search for their whereabouts, but the changes in the ancient battlefield were just too intense. Many people had died inside, but they didn't find anyone. Later on, the Federation basically gave up.
When Ouyang Lan arrived, the Federation army only guarded the ancient battlefield and didn't send anyone in.
Ouyang Lan originally wanted to wait for An Sheng to arrive, but a blood rain suddenly fell in the ancient battlefield. Ouyang Lan was afraid that the former principal wouldn't be able to hold on inside, so she couldn't care less and led her men into the ancient battlefield.
According to the current information, as long as the blood rain didn't touch one's skin, it shouldn't be a problem. However, there were far more anomalies in the ancient battlefield.
At the place where the old principal and the others were stationed, there were some ancient ruins that the old principal and the others studied. However, when the Federation soldiers rushed over later, many people died in the ruins. They couldn't even find the cause of their deaths.
If Ouyang Lan wanted to find the former principal, she would definitely head there first. An Sheng was really afraid that Ouyang Lan would die there. If that happened, he really wouldn't be able to answer to An Tianzuo and An Jing.
The car quickly arrived at the entrance of the ancient battlefield. The scene in front of them made the expressions of Lord Alcohol and company turn solemn.
A river surged down. On one side of the river was a clear sky, but on the other side of the river, dark clouds covered the sky and blood rain fell. The two sides of the river seemed to be two completely different worlds.
The river was also scarlet like blood as it flowed downstream. It was unknown where it ultimately flowed to.
"There wasn't such a river in the past, right?" An Sheng said as he took out the map in the information.
"This was formed after the blood rain started. The blood rain was especially violent previously, but it's already a lot smaller now," said the officer from before.
"Prepare to cross the river and enter the ancient battlefield." An Sheng got someone to prepare rainproof tools and distributed them to Lord Alcohol and company.
As Lord Alcohol wore a custom-made one-piece raincoat, he looked at the endless rain that resembled a blood curtain and muttered to himself, "Legend has it that in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor fought Chiyou. Chiyou was no match for him, so he invited the Count of the Wind and the Rain Master to help him. The storm swept through the enemy and forced the Yellow Emperor to abandon his armor and flee. This rain is blood-colored. It's an ominous sign."
Zhou Wen also knew that this was an ancient battlefield, but that era was too long ago. He had only heard rumors and didn't know much about the situation.
However, he had heard of the Rain Master before. Some said that the Rain Master was a true god conferred by heaven and earth, while others said that the Rain Master was actually a red dragon. Anyway, there were many legends. He had only heard them casually and could not take them seriously.
"Young Master Wen, I will bring Madam back. Before that, you are not to enter the ancient battlefield no matter what." Before An Sheng left with his men, he specially exhorted Zhou Wen not to enter.
"Don't worry, I'll wait for you to bring Sister Lan back." Zhou Wen was in a hurry to find the tiny palm symbol. There weren't any city gates or monuments here, so he was somewhat afraid that he wouldn't be able to find it.
"Battalion Commander Lu, protect Young Master Wen. No matter what happens, Young Master Wen has to live. Also, don't let him cross the river, "An Sheng said to the officer.
"I promise to complete the mission." Lu Yunxian saluted and promised loudly.
Only then did An Sheng lead his men across the blood river. Soon, they disappeared into the blood rain. The dozen or so men appeared so tiny in the face of the divine might of the world.
Zhou Wen didn't have the time to be in a daze. He turned around and walked upstream. He had to find the tiny palm symbol. When the time came, he might be able to help a little.
"Former principal, Sis Lan, please don't let anything happen to you." Zhou Wen quickly walked along the river.
"Young Master Wen, where are you going?" Lu Yunxian hurriedly stopped Zhou Wen.
From his point of view, Zhou Wen shouldn't have come to such a place. Apart from causing trouble and wasting manpower and resources, he really didn't know what else Zhou Wen could do.
"I want to take a walk nearby," Zhou Wen said.
"No, Adjutant An wants me to protect your safety. Nothing must happen to you. Please return to the encampment with me immediately," Lu Yunxian said.
"Adjutant An wants you to protect my safety, not restrict my freedom. If you can't do it, get someone else." As Zhou Wen spoke, he circled around Lu Yunxian and walked upstream along the blood river.
Lu Yunxian frowned slightly, but he still followed with his guards. Although he disliked Zhou Wen very much, he had to complete An Sheng's orders no matter what.
As Zhou Wen walked ahead, Lu Yunxian and his men followed not far behind him. Seeing Zhou Wen stop every now and then, he even took pictures with his cell phone as though he was on vacation.
As such, not only did Lu Yunxian dislike Zhou Wen, even the guards couldn't stand it any longer. If it wasn't for An Sheng's death order, they wouldn't have wanted to protect a person like Zhou Wen.
"Things have already come to this. Everyone is fighting for their lives, but he still has the leisure to come here and take pictures," a guard said unhappily.
Another guard added, "If I had known this would happen, I would rather follow Adjutant An across the river to the ancient battlefield to save people than suffer this vexation."
"Cut it out." Lu Yunxian stopped them.
Although he didn't like Zhou Wen, a soldier was a soldier. Obeying orders was part of his professionalism.
Zhou Wen naturally heard the soldiers' discussion, but he had no way of explaining himself.
After walking along the river for more than five kilometers, he didn't find the tiny palm symbol. His phone didn't respond either.
He had already reached the mountainous region. According to the information, the mountainous region was also within the range of a dimensional zone. Furthermore, the mountainous region was covered in dark clouds of blood rain. Without finding the tiny palm symbol, Zhou Wen could only continue walking downstream.
Lu Yunxian and company originally imagined that the young master was finally returning, but to their surprise, Zhou Wen continued walking downstream without any intention of returning when he reached the spot he had come from.
"Young Master Wen, it's getting late. It's getting dark. We should return. If you are interested, it won't be too late to come again tomorrow morning," Lu Yunxian said.
"It's not dark yet. Let's continue walking." Zhou Wen didn't want to wait another day. The earlier he found the tiny palm symbol, the more he could contribute. Perhaps, he would have a greater chance of saving the former principal.
Lu Yunxian couldn't help but frown, but Zhou Wen had already walked downstream. He had no choice but to follow with his men. However, his expression didn't look good as he remained silent with a cold expression.
Zhou Wen knew that Lu Yunxian and company were unhappy, but he could only pretend not to see it. He continued searching along the river and couldn't help but pray inwardly, Please find the tiny palm symbol!
However, with the passage of time, Zhou Wen's heart sank. The sun had already set, but he still hadn't found the tiny palm symbol.
Just as Zhou Wen was wondering if there was a tiny palm symbol here, his phone suddenly vibrated. Zhou Wen was immediately delighted as he hurriedly took out his phone and scanned his surroundings.
I got it! When Zhou Wen saw the tiny palm symbol on an ancient monument, he was so excited that he nearly cried.
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