"Whoosh!"
A dazzling bolt of lightning flashed across the sky and fell into the sea, setting off waves and waves like the wrath of God. In the Eastern Sea Region of the Qin Empire, a fleet of ships swayed forward in the storm, like small fallen leaves that would be swallowed by the God of the Sea at any time. Huge waves dozens of meters high lifted the warships high up, as if mocking these ants for daring to challenge the power of God.
On the warship at the very front, Long Qianlin, who was dressed in golden armor, gripped the handrail of the ship tightly. He flew up with the monstrous waves and then fell down together with them. Waves and rain poured down on him, making this marshal of the Yihe Country look battered and exhausted. However, Long Qianlin's gaze became even more determined.
"General Long …"
A Captaincy walked over with difficulty while holding the railing and said, "We've entered the Storm Realm … We … We can't go any further. God knows how many fishing boats of the Empire and the Yihe Nation have died here. The Storm Realm is a forbidden area of the ocean. We'd better go back …"
"No."
Long Qianlin's eyes were stubborn. He said, "This time we're on a warship with a dragon head that's 300 meters long. Ordinary fishing boats can't compare to it!"
As he spoke, Long Qianlin wiped the rainwater off his face and said, "General Zhou, don't you think it's strange? The Storm Realm exists all year round and never stops. This isn't ordinary weather. It's cursed. If we don't go through here, I'm afraid we'll never see the truth on the other side of the ocean."
"But … but …" Captaincy's face was pale. He said, "Even if we go through the Storm Realm, the thing we need might not be on the other side!"
"We don't have a choice." Long Qianlin smiled sadly. "The Yihe Nation is weak. If we can't find any new allies in the next ten years, the Yihe Nation will definitely be destroyed by the Empire. We have no choice. Order the fleet to keep moving forward in formation. We'll definitely rush out of the Storm Realm."
"Yes!"
After fighting against the waves and the storm for almost an hour, the fleet, which was known as the 'hope' of the Righteous Nation, finally sailed out of the storm. The waves almost instantly calmed down. The sun was high in the distance, and the storm was raging behind. It was a completely different world.
The soldiers on the ship were overjoyed and cheered as if they had just survived a disaster. They had seen with their own eyes a few of the smaller warships being torn to pieces by the storm. It was really not easy for them to come out alive.
"Continue forward," Long Qianlin ordered. "Calculate how many warships we have left."
"Twenty-one more warships."
"That's good."
Long Qianlin's heart sank. Originally, he had thirty warships. Just the Storm Domain alone had cost him nine warships and thousands of soldiers and sailors. This was probably the reason why the Empire's navy had never ventured east for so many years.
Right at this time, a chiliarch pointed into the distance and shouted, "General Long, look, what's that over there?"
In front of them, there was a huge purple canopy above the sea, separating the east and west sides. The canopy was translucent, and one could even see an entire continent in the distance.
"It's a barrier."
Long Qianlin's gaze turned cold. He slammed his fist heavily on the side of the ship and said, "How can there be a barrier? Damn it!"
Captaincy said, "A barrier? Since we're already here, how can we give up on advancing because of a barrier? General Long, why don't you send a small boat to investigate? "
"Mm."
Two small boats sailed away. There were three people on each boat. Two were sailors, and one was a centurion from the Yihe Nation.
"Bzzt … Bzzt …"
The barrier flickered with purple lightning. It seemed to be maintaining its current state, unmoved by anyone.
"Damn it, what the hell is this?"
A centurion pulled out his sword and leaped into the air. He slashed at the barrier with a biting cold true energy!
"Bang!"
Amidst the loud noise, the barrier actually reacted on its own. A raging flame instantly engulfed the centurion, and even the small boat behind him was turned to dust.
"Boom …"
The other small boat crashed straight into the barrier and shattered inch by inch. The soldiers and sailors didn't even have time to scream before they were devoured. It was a tragic sight to behold.
"Gulp …"
Captaincy forcefully swallowed a mouthful of saliva. His eyes were filled with bewilderment as he said, "General Long, are … are we still going to advance?"
A pained expression appeared on Long Qianlin's face. He was only a step away from success, but such a barrier just had to appear here. Looking from afar, this barrier stretched from north to south, separating the entire East Sea from the other world. It was obvious that there wouldn't be any loopholes. However, Long Qianlin was unwilling to leave right now.
"How many more days can our food and water last?" Long Qianlin asked.
"Twenty days. The return journey will take ten days, so it can only be considered as ten days of food and water."
"Is that so …"
Long Qianlin muttered, "We'll wait here for three days. If the barrier doesn't dissipate, we'll return to the Dragon-shaped Island."
"Then what about the long voyage plan?"
"Put it aside for now." Long Qianlin was slightly disappointed. "Wait until I go back and discuss it with Commander Ding and the commander."
"Yes!"
…
Three days later, the barrier was still the same.
Long Qianlin's battleships and navy could only return in vain.
However, not long after Long Qianlin's fleet entered the Storm Domain, bolts of thunder and lightning descended from the sky, and the barrier started to crumble. In the blink of an eye, it turned invisible. The space on both sides of the barrier merged into one, and the different air pressures formed whistling sea winds, blowing up huge waves that soared into the sky. However, no one knew what had happened.
…
The Nether Spring, the third level of the twelve worlds, the World of Slaughter.
There was no ground in the Nether Spring, only a water surface. The water was illusory like a dream, and there were layers of blood-colored fog enshrouding the water surface. In the fog, a person stood majestically with a sword in his hand, panting heavily. In front of him lay a pile of corpses. Bright red blood flowed along the sword and splashed onto the water surface, but there were no ripples. Instead, there were blood-red flowers blooming.
Lin Muyu calmly looked at everything around her, her eyes filled with biting cold killing intent. Ever since she entered the World of Slaughter, she had never stopped killing people. The killing intent in her heart seemed to have been completely vented. If the Great Dao was not benevolent, then she would kill to create a clear world.
"Hiss, hiss …"
A sharp roar came from under the water. "Swoosh!" A thorny metal spike pierced out from the bottom of the water. Lin Muyu spun around reflexively, dodging the spike's attack by a hair's breadth. His palms were shrouded with starlight, and in the instant he dodged, he actually activated his Astral Chain, firmly locking onto the spike's leg. He roared, "Get out here!"
"Splash!"
A huge monster was forcibly pulled out from the bottom of the water. It was a monster that looked like a crab, but its whole body was filled with poisonous spikes, and its head was a pair of murderous tentacles.
Facing the wind, the Stars Sword flickered with a sword light of nearly ten meters, and with a flash, two of the monster's tentacles were forcibly cut off.
"Hiss, hiss …"
It roared in pain, waved its sharp claws, and rushed towards Lin Muyu.
"Boom!"
Lin Muyu opened his palm, and supreme divine power surged out. The extremely tyrannical flame shock wave instantly smashed the huge crab into pieces.
"Lin Muyu, how many people have you killed? Don't tell me you don't feel guilty?"
A familiar voice came from behind.
Lin Muyu turned around. It was Hua Tian, the man who killed Chu Feng's grandfather in Silver Fir City.
Hua Tian glared at her, holding an iron spear in his hand.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh …"
Figures quickly appeared around Hua Tian. It was Hua Wan, and many others who had died in Lin Muyu's hands. Their faces were fierce, as if they were here for revenge.
"Swoosh!"
Another figure appeared. It was a man wearing the Yihe Nation's medal. He was Lin Yu, the famous general of Yu City, the designer of the Green Woven Straw Coat Crossing the Mountains. If it weren't for him, there probably wouldn't have been such a mess in Lanyan City. Lin Yu glared at her and growled, "Lin Muyu, you demon, your hands are stained with blood. I have no enmity with you. Why do you want to kill me?"
Lin Muyu looked at him coldly and didn't say anything.
At this time, a person appeared in the sky. It was Luo Lan. More and more people appeared. They were probably Luo Lan's disciples, as well as the Northern Qi Eagle and the others.
"Lin Muyu, your sins are grave. It's time for you to pay." The crowd looked at her with fierce expressions.
At this moment, Lin Muyu smiled. She stood in the air and looked at her enemies with a condescending look. She said with a powerful voice, "I have a clear conscience in killing any one of you. Since I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time. Come, let me see how strong you dead people are!"
"Swoosh!"
The Divine Wheel shot into the sky, emitting a terrifying golden light. Twelve Spirit Beads of Law surrounded her. The moment Lin Muyu waved the Stars Sword, the sky changed color.
Slaughter. Endless slaughter.
Blood dyed the entire world of slaughter red. Lin Muyu couldn't even tell who his opponent was. He just continued to kill. He knew that only by using his killing intent to the extreme could he pass this stage. The world of slaughter was a violent and ruthless world.
Blood flew into the sky. More and more people appeared on the surface of the water, but Lin Muyu killed even more. When the shadows turned into a dance of blood, Lin Muyu stood tall and straight. He had a clear conscience. Streams of blood flowed down his handsome face. If he could stop fighting, he would not hesitate to kill.
At this time, the blood fog in front of him suddenly dispersed. The mirror-like water also cracked like glass. The next level was the fourth level, the world of greed!
…
"Swoosh!"
Lin Muyu could not help but sink deeper and deeper. He could barely see anything in front of him. All he could feel was his past flashing before his eyes like a slideshow. His confusion, sadness, pain, and happiness were all presented in front of him one by one.
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