180: Chapter 180 The Dangerous Singing Sand Ridge

"You blame him too?"

"Of course not!" Xiao Tian hurriedly spoke, forgetting to use voice transmission in his agitation.

Xuanming instantly looked up towards the front, towards the direction of Mingsha Ridge, which was marked as heavily dangerous on the map.

Yin Moon, whom they were tracking, was currently trekking within it, stepping out of sand pits that were deep one moment and shallow the next.

Xuanming sensed that Yin Moon, a Late Golden Core Stage Cultivator, was actually walking through the sand ridge on foot. Fearing a trap, he had first stopped at the periphery to observe.

Who would have thought that after half a day of seeing nothing unusual in the sand ridge, he would be jolted by a single sentence from Xiao Tian!

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

"Woo! Woo! Woo!"

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!"

...

Following Xiao Tian's exclamation, various musical instrument sounds came from Mingsha Ridge.

Among them were the majestic sounds of war drums, the clear sound of horns, and the crisp sound of the guqin...

Together, they composed a battle song!

As the battle song grew louder, figures clad in armor slowly emerged from under the sand in Mingsha Ridge, standing up.

The sound of neat footsteps, the clanging of colliding armor, the sound of sharp swords being drawn...

Chen Xuanfeng transmitted his voice, "Be alert!"

The few of them instantly surrounded Jin Fugui in the center; even the usually simple-minded Yan Huo possessed this awareness.

Jin Fugui let out a wry smile, a hint of gloom flashing across his eyes.

Xuanming's Divine Sense tightly fixed on Yin Moon. He saw her expression change drastically after the battle song started, and she quickly dug into the sand ridge to bury herself, causing him to frown.

Had she actually given up resisting?

Moreover, were these armored "people" emerging from the sand so foolish that they could be easily deceived?

Xuanming's Divine Sense was powerful. While staring at the approaching armored "people," he continued to observe Yin Moon's every move.

Yin Moon seemed to truly transform into a dried corpse buried under the sand, just like the armored "people." She allowed the armored "people" to walk over her, her body sinking deeper into the sand without making any sound.

The armored "people" were already close.

The brothers fiercely attacked, engaging in battle with these armored dried corpses.

"Boom boom boom..."

Thunder intertwined, Sword Qi swept across, vines filled the sky, great fires spread, and a river of blood surged...

The Cultivators from both the righteous and demonic paths who had retreated far away could feel the great battle erupting from the direction of Mingsha Ridge even from a hundred miles away.

Watching the sky in that area being dyed with dazzling purple, black, and red colors, the group of Cultivators dared not approach an inch and retreated in unison.

It wasn't until they retreated to a distance where they could no longer feel the situation in Mingsha Ridge that the Cultivators breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Yixiao had been pulled away by his Junior Brother. His eyes never left the direction of Mingsha Ridge, filled with worry.

"Senior Luo bought Secret Realm maps from all the major powers, so why are Alchemist Ye and the others still heading to the most dangerous Mingsha Ridge?"

"Could it be..."

"That all the major powers tacitly agreed to remove Mingsha Ridge from the list of dangerous places and deceived Senior Luo?"

A Disciple from the Tiger Roar Sect did not believe this. "Senior Brother, if you don't trust the other powers, don't you trust our Sect Leader? He definitely isn't the type of person to trick people with fake maps!"

Su Yixiao's brow slightly eased.

Seeing this, his Junior Brother pressed his advantage. "They must think highly of their strength and want to venture into dangerous lands. Senior Brother, let's hurry and search for soul stones! Perhaps if we find a few more soul stones, the Sect Leader can achieve a Breakthrough to Soul Transformation, and then our Tiger Roar Sect will be the number one major power in the Southern Wasteland, the only Soul Transformation power!"

Su Yixiao was persuaded by his Junior Brother. He took one last look in the direction of Mingsha Ridge and led his Junior Brother to several locations where soul stones were easily found, which the previous members of the Tiger Roar Sect had marked.

...

The armored dried corpses in Mingsha Ridge seemed endless and impossible to kill completely.

Xiao Tian and the others fought non-stop for a full three days, yet armored dried corpses continued to pour out of Mingsha Ridge.

If it weren't for their formidable Cultivation Techniques and vast internal spiritual power, they would have already fallen under the army of dried corpses.

"We can't continue like this!" Xuanming was in the worst condition; the usual flippant look on his face was replaced by exhausted weariness.

His attacks were effective against the living, but against the dead? Even Yan Huo was stronger than him.

Xiao Tian frowned, leaped out, and hovered above the army of armored dried corpses.

He raised the heaven-shattering hammer and brought it down heavily onto the armored dried corpse army below.

"Eight Desolations Thunderclap Hammer!"

"Boom!"

One hammer shattered the Eight Desolations!

Centered on Xiao Tian, the ground began to collapse in a wave-like pattern towards the interior of Mingsha Ridge. Countless bolts of lightning flashed beneath the collapsing sand dunes.

The armored dried corpses fell one after another beneath the collapsing sand dunes, entangled by the lightning. Their worn armor shattered, their brown skin turned charred black, turning into coke.

But Xuanming clearly saw that the coke, deep under the sand, was being nourished by some unknown force, slowly shedding its charred skin.

Sand gathered on the bodies of those dried corpses, and the worn armor slowly reformed.

Xuanming cursed inwardly, "How can we even fight this!"

"Brother Xuanming, what did you discover?"

When Xuanming explained his findings, everyone's expressions became very grim.

Su Xin spread his five fingers, and vines covering the sky surged into the sand dunes, digging them open to reveal the dried corpses that Xiao Tian had just reduced to coke.

Seeing that the dried corpses had indeed partially recovered, everyone's faces looked extremely grim.

No wonder they had fought for so long without wiping them out!

Looking again at the endless Mingsha Ridge, which seemed to be calling forth soldiers, the brothers fell silent.

"The demonic Cultivator my father wanted us to capture lay down in the sand and buried herself when the army of armored dried corpses mobilized. Those armored dried corpses did not harm her."

Xiao Tian's eyes lit up, and he put away the heaven-shattering hammer. "I'll go!"

Su Xin and Chu Feng spoke simultaneously, "I'll go!"

The three looked at each other, then almost simultaneously stated their advantages.

"These dried corpses fear my lightning. If they spot me, I'll strike them dead directly!"

"If the dried corpses find me, I have the spirit devouring vine protection, making it easiest to escape from environments like the sand."

"My escape technique is the strongest. Even if I fall into the encirclement of dried corpses, I have Space Teleportation."

Well, Luo Yunkai had given Chu Feng another drop of essence blood to condense a blood soul shadow.

The three were unwilling to back down.

Xuanming made the final decision. "I am the highest authority here, listen to me!"

"Let Chu Feng go."

Xuanming gave his reason. "He is a demonic Cultivator, and that person is also a demonic Cultivator. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why he wasn't discovered by the dried corpses."

Chu Feng clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was very willing to risk danger for his brothers.

The river of blood surged, and Chu Feng covered a thousand meters in one step, already appearing within the range of Mingsha Ridge.

The river of blood slapped against a sand dune, creating a huge pit.

Chu Feng jumped into it, and the river of blood coiled around, causing sand to fall onto him, gradually burying him.

Seeing this scene from afar, the faces of the brothers looked strange.

Yan Huo scratched his head and asked foolishly, "Why did he bury himself? Is he dead?"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched.

They stared unblinkingly at the approaching army of armored dried corpses.

Closer! Ten meters, fifty meters, thirty meters... five meters, one meter!

"Swish!"

The armored dried corpses in the front row unhesitatingly raised the weapons in their hands and stabbed down towards the sand dune where Chu Feng was lying flat.

Xuanming immediately transmitted his voice to Chu Feng, "Run!"

Chu Feng beneath the sand dune instantly opened his eyes. "River of Blood Surge!"

"Boom!"

The sand dune was smashed open by the river of blood, instantly sending sand flying everywhere.

In the rolling yellow sand, that trace of crimson was the most conspicuous.

The river of blood swept over the army of armored dried corpses, instantly engulfing them. The dried corpses drifted in the river of blood.

Once the connection between the army of armored dried corpses and the sand was severed, they instantly turned into lifeless corpses, motionless, drifting along as the river of blood lapped against the shore.