Tyrant Sky Martial Soul-Chapter 2181 - 2184: Blood-Colored Long Robe, Skull Mask

Ling Xiao glanced at Shen Chong indifferently and said, "If I'm not mistaken, among the ninety Martial Artists participating in this assessment, there must be spies from the Blood Cave Stronghold.

Are you sure you want to continue this assessment? The previous eighty-nine people who went in probably have suffered plenty of casualties already."

"Spouting nonsense. If you're afraid to go in, then stop talking."

Shen Chong looked at Ling Xiao with disdain, his eyes filled with contempt and impatience.

The other Martial Artist with Shen Chong just looked at him indifferently, as if he completely didn't believe his words.

"Fine, don't believe if you don't want to, it's none of my damn business anyway."

Ling Xiao sneered and stepped into the blood-red Teleportation Array.

"Whoosh~~"

Just upon entering, a chilling wind assailed him.

Ling Xiao paused for a moment, looked around, and realized that the place was covered with thick snow everywhere.

The Blood Cave Stronghold has chosen this place for their lair, quite a choice indeed.

The wind piercingly cold.

Snowflakes swirling around, the sky filled with white.

However, specks of crimson appeared strikingly glaring.

Ling Xiao frowned, quietly concealing himself into the darkness, leaving only a faint shadow.

After all, even Eight Immortals Mountain would find it hard to monitor this place.

So there's no harm in using Shadow Step here.

He also equipped himself with Shadow Armor, which not only enhances the invisibility effect of Shadow Step but also increases defense.

Those crimson spots that he saw were clearly human blood.

Yet strangely, no corpses were visible, only droplets scattered on snow piles.

Ling Xiao observed carefully, indeed a conflict had just unfolded here, evidently brutal in scene.

Likely, four to five assessment participants were killed.

It seems these assessment participants are quite strong, falling into the Blood Cave Stronghold's trap yet managed to flee.

"Hmm, such a strong smell of blood!"

Ling Xiao walked a distance forward, with the biting cold unable to cause him any harm.

Just the Shadow Armor alone can dispel a lot of cold, not to mention the Primary Force Body Protection that prevents him from freezing.

If an ordinary Martial Artist at Half-step Yin Yang Realm were here, they'd constantly need to expend Inner strength to combat the chill.

Blood Cave Stronghold choosing a lair here, it must have been a consideration on their part.

He suddenly accelerated toward the direction from where the scent of blood emanated.

Around five hundred meters, Ling Xiao halted abruptly.

Unexpectedly in this wilderness, there are hunters residing.

Amidst the dense forest, there are several cottages.

Yet the cottages now show no sign of life, a dozen corpses thrown to the ground, among them are some assessment participants whom Ling Xiao had seen before.

Their deaths were peculiar, their bodies completely drained of blood, turning them into shriveled tree bark-like things.

If not for Ling Xiao's Tai Chi Eye enabling him to identify the corpses, he would've struggled to recognize the assessment participants among them.

Each of them had a terrifying expression.

Eyes wide open, mouth agape, as if witnessing an extremely horrifying scene.

"Did the Blood Cave Stronghold do this?"

Ling Xiao couldn't help but gasp at the brutality of these bandits being used for entry assessment projects, Eight Immortals Mountain indeed is hard to enter.

He crouched down to examine the footprints on the snow carefully.

Clearly, the Martial Artists who killed these individuals possessed impressive Body Movement Techniques, almost capable of leaving no trace in the snow.

Still, during flight, breathing is needed, thus footprints appear roughly every fifty meters.

"Quite a few people indeed, possibly it's the Blood Cave Stronghold. I wonder what happened to other assessment participants.

Never mind, no point overthinking. Whether or not part of the assessment, eradicating such vermin isn't wrong either."

While Ling Xiao isn't particularly kind-hearted, he still harbors some thoughts of ridding the world of evil.

It's just effortless, it doesn't delay anything.

Judging by his observation, these people likely left not long ago, as the Eight Immortals Mountain assessment has just begun, with participants already killed here, it couldn't have been long.

Ling Xiao soared, heading towards the direction where footprints stretched, without flying much longer, a fortress-like citadel appeared before him.

"Blood Cave Stronghold!"

Looking at the blood-red characters atop the fortress, Ling Xiao naturally understood.

Blood Cave Stronghold is built upon a mountain, originally existing structures, later expanded by the bandits.

From the foot of the mountain to the top, there seems to be only one route.

"Ah~~!"

Suddenly, a scream came from ahead.

Ling Xiao saw a blood-red figure emerge from the thick snow, grabbing an assessment participant who similarly tracked along, merely a moment.

That participant instantly died, blood swiftly absorbed into the blood-red figure's body.

Only then could Ling Xiao see the appearance of the bandit.

Dressed in a Blood-Colored Long Robe.

Wearing a Skull Mask on the head.

The face remained obscured but the skills were certainly good, and this place being their territory allowed them to act unpredictably, posing significant disadvantage to the assessment participants.

Of course, those participants weren't easy targets either, having already slain several bandits and obtained Devil Seeds from their bodies.

The Devil Seeds appear pitch black.

Far inferior to the Demon Seeds Ling Xiao previously devoured, yet likely beneficial to his Cultivation nonetheless.

No idea what Eight Immortals Mountain intends with these things.

Outside Blood Cave Stronghold, almost all assessment members gathered.

Though Shen Shi and Zhou Chui weren't among them.

Judging by the looks of it, they seemingly intend to launch an assault.

On the Blood Cave Stronghold's battlements, a person emerged wearing a Blood-Colored Long Robe and Blood-Colored Armor.

Vast Primordial Power roamed around his body, transforming into blood-red mist.

Unlike ordinary people, his Tiger Fangs were particularly long, extending outside his mouth, capable of shattering protective body yuan power with a bite, piercing the enemy to drain blood.

The person hovered mid-air, coldly observing the over eighty assessment members below.

Beside him, over a thousand bandits appeared, some on mountain paths, others atop the wall.

However, overall strength seemed stronger than the Eight Immortals Mountain's introduction.

Eight Immortals Mountain stated their bandits' Cultivation was lowest at Seventh Celestial Realm, and the Bandit Chief's cultivation at Half-step Yin Yang Realm eight-layer strength.

Yet current circumstances differed significantly.

Ling Xiao saw clearly these bandits' minimum Cultivation was Tenth Cave Heaven Realm.

While Martial Artists at Half-step Yin Yang Realm five-layer strength numbered over a hundred. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

The one hovering in the void should be the Bandit Chief, his cultivation was certainly not eight-layer strength but ten-layer strength, merely a step away from breaking into the Yin-Yang Realm.

The Clan Elder beside him had Cultivation reaching Half-step Yin Yang Realm seven-layer strength.