Seeing this scene, a hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Sheng's face.
Because he knew very well that the five-meter-high cloud was exactly the edge of the Flowing Cloud Illusion Formation.
I don't know what kind of weird thing it is, but it can actually pass through the flowing cloud illusion array silently and is about to corrode the slope.
Zhao Sheng slapped the ground, and his body suddenly floated out of the depression. His body stretched out easily in the air, and his feet landed on the slope below.
Bang!
With a slight sound, a ball of "blood" suddenly fell from the clouds and landed on the ground not far from Zhao Sheng.
At this moment, Zhao Sheng's pupils shrank as he saw that the "blood stain" was constantly rising and falling and twisting like a living thing, and from time to time different creatures such as centipedes, lizards, snakes, and even human heads and faces appeared on the surface.
Zhao Sheng felt sick at the sight and couldn't help but curse, "What the hell is this?"
Before he finished speaking, the bloodstain seemed to sense Zhao Sheng's "humanity" and suddenly stretched into a thin, snake-like strange creature, rushing towards Zhao Sheng.
"Thunder is coming!"
Zhao Sheng growled, and with a flip of his right hand, a ball of water glowing brightly instantly appeared in his palm, and rapidly expanded to the size of a head.
"go!"
Amidst the crackling flash of lightning, the mine flew out of his hand, flew two feet away, and collided head-on with the strange blood stain.
boom!
A huge thunder boomed, lightning flashed in an instant, and a shrill scream was heard suddenly.
Soon, waves of foul odors accompanied by the backflowing strong wind continuously rushed into Zhao Sheng's nose.
Hmm!
When Zhao Sheng instinctively covered his mouth and nose, a look of shock suddenly appeared on his face.
Because of the heavy hit by the mine, the blood ball was not dead yet, but its size had shrunk by half.
After it fell to the ground, it quickly shed most of its burnt body, and the remaining fist-like body turned into a bloody centipede. It arched its body and suddenly jumped off the ground, shooting towards Zhao Sheng's head and face.
snort!
Zhao Sheng snorted coldly, spread out the five fingers of his right hand and waved it forward. In the blink of an eye, a thick layer of water curtain appeared and suddenly blocked in front of him.
The blood splattered into the water curtain with a bang.
Zhao Sheng's mind moved, and the water curtain quickly condensed into a large water ball half a person's height, trapping the blood stain in the middle.
In the blink of an eye, the bloodstains transformed into hundreds of living creatures, but none of them could break through the water ball barrier.
Looking at the blood stains struggling and transforming in the water ball, Zhao Sheng was very curious.
He really wanted to know, was this blood stain a strange creature, or the product of some evil demon?
Zhao Sheng used his spiritual power to cut the blood stains bit by bit.
One divided into two, two divided into four, four divided into eight...
When the blood was cut to the thickness of a hair, the remaining blood lost its vitality and collapsed into spots of blood.
Even so, Zhao Sheng was still shocked by its extremely tenacious and strange vitality.
Zhao Sheng racked his brains but couldn't think of whether there had been such strange things in the world of immortal cultivation.
"What on earth is it?" Zhao Sheng thought to himself.
He was the only one on the slope now. Zhao Keru and his son had returned to Taiwu Mountain two months ago, leaving him with no one to discuss things with.
Zhao Sheng scooped up the dirty blood on the ground and put it into a jade box, planning to go down the mountain to Dongtian City to inquire about the news.
Just because he himself doesn't know, doesn't mean that others don't know the origin of this thing.
Sizzle!
Zhao Sheng raised his head suddenly and his expression changed.
"Um?!"
At this moment, three blood-red patches appeared in the clouds above. The smaller one was less than half a foot in diameter, while the larger one was more than ten feet in radius.
…
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Sheng put the small ball of blood into the magic jade bottle with a solemn expression, and sealed the bottle mouth and the bottle body with a sealing talisman.
Then, Zhao Sheng used his spiritual power to pour into the Cloud-Scattering Robe. In an instant, a large cloud of mist quickly surged out from the Cloud-Scattering Robe, quickly surrounding Zhao Sheng and finally submerging his figure.
The next moment, the cloud rose into the clouds above and quickly disappeared without a trace.
Escaping from the flowing cloud illusion array, Zhao Sheng appeared in the sea of fog.
He clung to the mountain wall, his body hidden in the clouds.
Zhao Sheng observed his surroundings vigilantly, expanding his spiritual awareness to the limit, always paying attention to any movement around him.
However, a quarter of an hour passed, and the thick fog that occupied most of the vision was still as silent as before. Apart from the occasional roars and hisses coming from the surroundings, Zhao Sheng neither heard nor saw anything unusual.
Furthermore, Zhao Sheng could smell the stench of earth and bitter grass in the air, but not a trace of blood. It was as if the blood stain that had just invaded the slope had never appeared.
Zhao Sheng was very puzzled. He looked up and saw that the mountain wall was bumpy and covered with dirt, rocks and moss.
He thought about it, and his mind turned. A talisman flashed between his fingers and then turned into ashes.
Zhao Sheng's aura suddenly condensed like earth and stone, and then the clouds around him slowly rose up and flew along the mountain wall little by little towards the sea of clouds above.
An hour later, above the second layer of sea of clouds on Tianzhu Mountain, at an altitude of twenty-three miles.
Zhao Sheng carefully hid under a rock protruding from the cliff, and his spiritual sense probed upwards.
At this moment, on the cliff about six or seven feet above him, there lay a corpse with most of its chest and abdomen festering and dirty blood constantly oozing out. A bronze flying sword was stuck upside down on the soil and rocks next to the corpse.
Near this corpse, there were more broken corpses either hanging or lying on the surrounding rocks, tree branches, and cracks in the rocks.
But these corpses were not enough to make Zhao Sheng so cautious.
The reason he did so was because the dirty blood flowing out of the corpses was like a living thing drilling in and out of the corpses, just like the blood Zhao Sheng saw on the slope.
The only difference is that these "blood stains" are covered with an expressionless human face.
With a little attention, one can recognize that these human faces are exactly the same as the faces of the corpses.
After observing silently for a while, Zhao Sheng was surprised to find that the corpses were actually being dissolved and swallowed by the blood.
After the corpse was completely devoured, the blood stain not only increased greatly in size, but also actively merged into a mass.
At this time, it seemed to have received some kind of call, and quickly crawled into a large blood carpet, climbing rapidly upwards along the mountain wall, and in the blink of an eye it was beyond the range of spiritual detection.
Seeing this, Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment, but curiosity eventually got the better of him.
After casting two invisibility talismans and spirit-suppressing talismans on himself, Zhao Sheng picked up the small Zhoutian talisman plate and immediately followed.
After a while, Zhao Sheng felt more and more uneasy, because he found that after tracking a distance upwards, the surroundings were dead silent and there was no sign of life.
This is very abnormal, because there are many living creatures on the shady side of Tianzhu Mountain. This would never happen unless some major accident happened.
After a moment, other "bloodstained" figures suddenly appeared in Zhao Sheng's consciousness.
Judging from the trajectory of movement, the blood seemed to be flowing towards the same place.
As the altitude went higher, the "blood stains" appeared more and more frequently within Zhao Sheng's spiritual awareness range.
At this point, Zhao Sheng had already begun to have thoughts of retreating.